Autumn’s Daughter

January 25, 2008
I am autumn’s daughter
You may not notice me

I am so quiet
as when my leaves fall off the tree

I will live
once you notice me

I will live
once you care
My words are so soft
But my actions are what you hear

My silence is beautiful
You can feel it in the air

I may not be bold
Since I am neither hot nor cold

I provide what you may need
You remember me on Thanksgiving
When you pick out pumpkin seeds

Now you realize I’m here...
No I’m not here anymore
I’m so fast
like a thief from a store

I come and go like a splinter
Then it’s my cousin’s turn;


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