I breathe in cool air
my mouth is alive -
my uncomplicated chest
wraps my heart
with fall wind.
My legs skip,
voluntarily
I jump into
autumn's surrender -
a cushion that dresses my lawn
red, orange, yellow -
I remember kindergarten
the little boy that chased me,
He lives somewhere now
with a wife and a child
who, like me
loves to skip and jump .
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