to my daughters on their first canadian october.

my darling darlings
it’s fall
it’s fall
the leaves are goldbutterscotch
laid out on the crumbling sidewalk
for you
oh tiny royalty

do you feel the mystery
swirling at your feet?
the dying
dying
breaking
fading
blowing in circles
while you dance
grow
jump

this is it
isn’t it
the lesson you teach me
(that i’m scared to learn)
with your exuberance
giggles
carefulcrayoncolouring
while i watch the lines on my face
grow deeper
dying life
living death
decaying beauty
beautiful decay.
this is the world
my sweet ones,
the great unknowing
i bequeath to you.

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