I
In the fall, leaves fall
Then fall leaves
Leaving us with winter.
II
I wonder why red and yellow
are preludes to white
and darkness.
III
Squirrels love nuts;
I am nuts:
paradox!
About riverwriter
Poet, playwright, duplicate bridge player, website designer, cottager, husband, father, grandfather, former athlete, carpenter, computer helper for my friends, theatre designer, backstage polymath, retired teacher of highschool English, drama, art, a baritone singer in a barbershop quartet, who knows what else?
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Doug also has a Facebook page, "Incognitio", related to his novels.