the first acorn of autumn fell today
i heard it thread it’s path through the yellowing leaves, as it bounced against a branch
here
and
there
until finally it came to rest at my feet
in my heart i heard an echo…you laughing, and commenting on the harsh winter to follow
i paused, was still, and waited for another…
smoke in the air, leaves lazily spinning downward, eyes closed, my ears strain to hear
the autumn sounds
©️2021
lingering son 