Like the moon showing her face
with the backdrop of blue sky,
you are a gentle contradiction
in a certain beholder’s eye.
An early spring anomaly,
or a bitter fall day,
your leaves are always changing
as you leave sunshine in your wake.
Hopeless and hopeful,
my ragged heart beats on,
hanging on the words you say
wondering if it’s night or dawn.
Gentle Contradiction
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Autumn Siders 
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