Things I Saw On The Way to the Mailbox (Photo essay)…
A radiant beauty stared at
and those who wished they were.
Friends comforted each other, holding hands when necessary.
The old and weary rested
near the young.
The teenagers hung out and made bad decisions;
the mother and father loved their child forever.
The yellow mums gave up the ghost while
the snowcap hydrangeas dreamed of immortality.
I was reminded: You can’t take it with you.
(Autumn inspires these thoughts when you’re going to get the mail and you have your iphone handy.)
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Note: all leaves and flowers plus the dime photographed exactly as found.