I would have said, no, we could not explain
The physics of the lightning, or the rain
Bow galloping across November sky
I would have said, no, we could not tell why
July would trade its green for gold and fall
Onto the earth we treaded with our small
Bare feet of childhood. No, we surely could
Not ever tell. We simply understood.
Live for the Love of it,
Sasha A. Palmer (a.k.a. "Happy")
prompted by Poetic Asides
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