Tuesday, September 23, 2014

A mottled story

A mottled story

As the days swiftly turned,
Ushered in a cool nip, where before it burned,
Her complexion turned mottled with age,
Those age spots,the story,of a journey,to the next stage,
Red, yellow, orange, she lay in pigmented glory,
Heralding the beginning, of another colorful fall story

--shubha


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