Fall Hope – 2020

The current year has been a struggle

for many people that I know.

Life has been massively changing

and adjustments had been very slow.

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The heat of summer, it was warming

the cold that crept inside of me.

And still, it was not enough to help

give me calm and let me feel free.

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So many times I have been lucky

to enjoy the sun, water, and a swim.

Without my generous, golden friend

life to me would have been grim.

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As the year progresses past this summer

and slowly will become our fall.

I wish and hope for true improvement

for everyone out there, and y’all!

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Lord,, thank you for sending us your angels

to every first-responder, cop, and  firefighter

Dear Lord, I kneel, I pray, and beg you,

Please help our future be a ‘lil bit brighter.

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As the seasons’ turn and autumn starts

where the heat wraps up and becomes mild

where the shine and bright turns into colorful

and the softest breezes become wild.

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Let these colors of the fall be an omen

for us to wrap up the bad things of this year

to search and find the lost hope again.

It was never gone… it was just hidden behind the fear.

*****

(Copyright Aurora Jean Alexander, September 2020)


 

 

 

When I Was Young And Green (Fall Poem)

There was a time, eons ago

when I was tiny, ready to grow.

First, I was a bud, hidden and brown

but ready to wear a bright green gown.

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Not long after one could see

I was growing, breaking free

of my dark coat, ready to stun

and stretching out towards the sun.

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I grew, my veins were clearly shown

wet of rain, even windblown

I was strong, healthy and lean

and my brand new skin was of bright green.

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Summer sun, heat and shower,

no matter what’s the natures power

couldn’t break me or inflict sprain

I held on through smile and pain.

**

But suddenly, I didn’t know

my coat had lost it’s greenish glow.

without I ever had been said

it turned from green into a red.

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I felt I got weaker by the day

like getting older no joke, no play.

I already saw my siblings fall

and I’m scared to hear my own last call.

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It’s already hard holding on

through night and day until the dawn.

hosts thick coat has badly thinned

And I’ll be lost – a falling leave in autumn wind.

*****

(Copyright Aurora Jean Alexander, October 2017) 

 

 

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