Resignation

Soft, persistent
Autumn air,
Bringing in the
Winter fair.

There is much
I must forget,
But the year’s
Not over yet.

Cool and smelling
Of a hearth.
Copper foliage
On the earth.

Fill my lungs
And soothe my soul;
Snow will come
And find me whole.

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