The Leaves Crunched Beneath My Feet

The Leaves Crunched Beneath My Feet


The leaves crunched
Beneath my feet
As I walked the path
Through the world peace forest
Enjoying the autumn splendor
Thinking about life
And death
As I walked the path

The autumn colors
Reminding me
Of the coming of winter
And the end of things

Wondering yet again
Will this be
My last winter
On this earth?

With these somber thoughts
I walked slowly back
To the loving embrace
Of my wife

Who welcomed me
Back from my daily journey
Into the dark imaginings
Of a writer’s soul.




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