"August"
Laying down too much.
The common factor is me.
Asleep at the wheel.
&
Saved again through grace.
First chills arrive on breezes.
When will my leaves change?
"September"
Ducking for cover.
It's raining but the sun's out.
Perspective's a bitch.
&
Trying to awake.
My dawn has yet to arrive.
But I see sunlight.
Allworksherein©2009clarencecbess
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i love the simplicity of the poem, i know its a haiku but it is still very in depth. snaps
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