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Jul 2019
eagerly
eagerly as a baby robin
falls from the tree
in spring
before
it earns
its wings

I could fall for you softly
softly as
a summer
rain shower
in the late
afternoon

I could fall for you fast
fast as
a crystal snowflake
during a
driving blizzard

I could fall for you easily
easily as
the leaves
when they reach
their peek colors
in a sequence of
red, orange and
yellow
sandra wyllie
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