Fall

Remorse never came.
I watch these
Tips and strands fall..
A memory of a year
That belongs to
Her..
Of changes
And longings unseen before.
I never thought it was
Or will pass for sometime..
But it should.
The clock won’t stop
It has been there before I, and
Running for me,
for all, until maybe
eternity.
I should quit waiting;
Go on.
Hold on somewhere
And let the leaves fly.

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