Death
of a Season
Jonna Milledge
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the trees are empty now
I don't know when or how
things changed
I’ve been estranged
been rearranged
from the group above the stoop
watching seasons come and go…
but they don't know
the leaves or me at all
we were only here from spring to
fall
and the leaves; they grew strong
long before I went wrong
and when the sun dried the
foliage out
they saw what I was all about
and I’m sorry to be me
I’m sorry to mess with your reality
and now those pretty leaves; they
fall
and now;
this pretty girl; gives her all
I’m losing
my soul for this role
that I’m playing
like the leaves, I’m not
staying
around
to be pushed to the ground
from the perch
I slowly lurch
towards the floor
…and they don't like me
anymore.
-- Jonna Milledge
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