Changing Leaves

people gather from miles distance
to watch beautiful things die, 
i’ll admit — 
the hills do possess a certain elegance
as the leaves change
from their sunlight suffocation,
but they are so much more beautiful
when they are green and lush,
when they live and wave with youthful
spring,  when they course and shade
and turn the raindrops away.

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