Leaf frog

In front of me

was a leaf frog

 

Passing me by

a grey path

 

Crisscrossing pattern

green/brown

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Autumn leaves

Autumn leaves,
crunch under my feet.
Their disheveled shapes,
fallen cries.

Each tree, shakes off
its branches, in the wind.
As the season turns
and the weather changes.

Our paths become,
that of one,
who is lost in colour
and cannot change.