I see, I feel, I hear

the shadows

danced perfectly in the woods yesterday

like they had spent hours in a front of mirror practicing for just the right moment

the sun

glistened off the dried blades of grass

like a warm layer of lotion trying to smooth out the wrinkles

the leaves

that had lost their ability to hang on weeks ago

danced under my feet even though I thought their music sounded sad

the glass covered lake

ignored the geese that were finding last minute landing spots

acting as if it were an inn that was closing up early for the winter

and

the walnuts

fell from the highest of trees

letting out little sighs on their way down

somehow knowing this was the end

for them

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