On Late Autumn

We are at that most peaceful moment
between sleep and waking
when even the most fearsome beast looks as a cherub.
It’s skin smells like a baby’s
It’s eyelids are beginning to flutter
Soon it will stand up as the giant that it is.

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That is a thought I had while walking outside today on this calm autumn day.

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