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Don Bouchard
Poems
Jan 2013
Florence ***** in Fall
Leaves have disappeared,
Only the last,
The fallen fruit remains,
Fading red and waiting frost.
Not yet visible, the latent buds
Hang silent now on leafless boughs....
Fallen summer's work
In this garden of the lost
Beneath autumn branches lie:
Graveyards of apples.
Only the passing deer
Bend low to pick the last of harvest up:
Provender quick, an easy meal
Before the coming snow.
Written by
Don Bouchard
65/M/Minnesota
(65/M/Minnesota)
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