Shorter days, and where the meaning goes

It’s there in piles of leaves
to plough through once more,
and then you’re aged six
going on ten
minutes to walk home.

It’s in the field stems
that are almost full grown,
and then you’re sixteen
going on twenty,
and adolescent crows
promote many wintry responses.

It’s in the turn of a diary leaf,
the structure of what it is,
not even science can give
adequate understanding to,
the only heading being your own.

It’s in the days to come,
ones that make up for
those that have gone on to winter,
whilst it was but autumn.

The changes of which,
not even a new year can dismiss,
and yet, somehow a fall colouring
can persuade in fire again
after frost, almost always.

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One thought on “Shorter days, and where the meaning goes

  1. Ali Friess says:

    This is funnily enough just the thing I’ve been looking for! Excellent and cheers!

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