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The Answer, My Friend…

Laura Sheridan
Nov 2 · 1 min read

Clean sweep season — rust-headed trees
bow and sway and the wind
roars assurances in green and gold.

I tread in a mush of leaves, grieve
for what could have been, while the wind
flaps at my collar, fights with my scarf, fumbles
at the hem of my coat.

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Laura Sheridan

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g-laurasheridan.weebly.com Author with ten novels and a novella published online, respecter of all animal life, owned by two cats. I write to entertain.

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