Alexander Lukez

Suspended Fall

Winter at the door,
Fall drops in.

Gusts upon my face.

No sand on the shore,
No salt in the ocean,
No burns on the neck,
No snow in the street,
No skaters on the screen.

Just turkey on the table,
Burning leaves falling to earth,
And football all around.

Maybe later I'll want
water, snow
freedom, fun.

Now I'll take my peace
For fall is here.



[TABLE OF CONTENTS, LHS CLASS OF 2010 EDITION]


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