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 Mar 2021 Spadille
Tint
My last leaf
 Mar 2021 Spadille
Tint
People made me wonder
the blueness of a leaf
as it swung in different reasons
in a tree that is not his

for she thought the wind is better
from the top of the debris
but it was too strong to handle
that the color in it fade

into a pale and bare kindness
the twig's won't speak about
and we all sat around waiting
for the last leaf to give up

by the end of this summer
I pray to the one above
to let it rest, please, gently
as it falls into the ground.
 Dec 2020 Spadille
Tint
I couldn't afford a Rover
So I brought with me a cart

I couldn't buy a Wrangler
So I knitted me a scarf

I had little values
In my financial instance

But I would love so deeply
It will be magical
A question, do you guys think I'll have a shot in publishing my poems? I'll take criticism.

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