I will always hear the train,
the tracks abandoned long ago.
And the day you said goodbye
was the day I let you go.
Off you went into the mist,
and the leaves began to change.
It's as if the world sped up
with desire to rearrange.
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Sad and lovely, like autumn itself.
ReplyDeleteI agree Debra - thanks for visiting!
ReplyDeleteI always love your rhymes, Dixie! And the lyrical simplicity of the lines without the need to overdo it!
ReplyDeleteDezmond - that's quite the compliment, sir. I so enjoy your posts as well.
ReplyDeleteThat was nice, sometimes we have to let go ... of all sorts of things.
ReplyDeleteMike - you know it!!
ReplyDeleteI (used to) struggle writing poetry. Now, I pretty much just don't. However, that doesn't mean I don't enjoy reading it. I really liked this one. Good job!
ReplyDeleteI used to think it had to be long to mean something. Not true and I really enjoy keeping them simple. Thank you very much for your compliment!
DeleteLovely poem...beautiful photograph.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for the compliment!
DeleteI just realized you have three blogs; I'll stop over on the two I haven't visited yet. Take care.
Sometimes our life, changes just like the seasons...
ReplyDeleteLovely write...
peace and love
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Very true, and I thank you for the kind compliment, sir.
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