DeJa Vu

Deja Vu

Autumn rolls round again
Burst of color,blast of energy
Leaves full of life,and then
They tumble,land and later decay

Into that same land forever
Again and again,round and round
Stacking up layer upon layer
Building a fort into a mound

On dried out stricken ash trees
You can hear the Woodpecker peck
Indian summer sun beating
Down,Down on my knees and neck

Rosaleen Crowley

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