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Rated: E · Poetry · Entertainment · #2101863
How many changes can you find here?
You could feel the change begin.
The days of warm, humid air
Was being replaced
By the cool, crisp air of fall.
Many of the squirrels were
Quickly burying acorns
Under soil that was decorated
By bright gold and vivid red leaves.
The sounds of geese honking
Trumpeted from the sky.
Across the yard was Anna, my grandmother.
Her once beautiful brown hair was now
A grand, bunned grey.
Her hands were stiff and gnarly.
She hummed as she collected
The last vegetables from her garden.
Tonight, we would sit by the fire,
Drinking the best cocoa ever made.
As we sat, we listened to how
She left riches and comfort
To come out west
To marry
The man she always loved.
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