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Walnut Leaves

Still waiting for all the beauty to stop but no

the yellow walnut leaves continue their twirl and dance

past my window, sun insists on cascading down

and this generous sky paints its signature shade of blue

behind the many tall trees waving their graceful arms

(at me?  I think so, yes) gaily swinging their vines

to and fro and what am I supposed to do,

thus entranced, how do I wrench myself away

from this humble little window sitting here

quietly minding its own business relentlessly

displaying these magnificent small wonders

on and on and on, no end in sight?

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