Taking Leave
©2012 Susan Noyes Anderson (poem only)
How beautifully leaves grow old.
In glory, they slip away.
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How beautifully leaves grow old.
In glory, they slip away.
Follow the bright lights home, my son.
When all is said, when all is done,
their glow still brings you back to me
in person and in memory.
He watched, aloof, as other men built bridges…
eschewed their trust in girders, planks and beams.
Foundations always cracked for him or crumbled.
(Proof nothing strong is ever as it seems.)
In the end, we left the room quite empty.
Cold, save for the errant ray
of day-old sun that filtered past the pane.
Of all the treasures in the earth
and underneath the sea,
no prize is valued more than this,
nor held more gratefully:
Protected by the
dark, we cling
to blind security.
We’re yellow at
the center
egg whites of our
eyes won’t see.
when you feel like there’s no winning
find yourself a new beginning
keep on
Nesting in a tree,
resting on its roots,
red-caped superhero sporting
camouflage boots.