i am waiting
for what I do not yet know
waiting for more stories to unfold
for more springs and summers perhaps
but whilst i am waiting
quietly in the silence
i watch and listen and learn
the wind is an old friend
it gently curls around my ear
and envelops me fiercely in turn
and the falling autumn leaves
they are beautiful
so pretty
its a pity
they're for goodbyes.
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