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I catch the air of fall

Snowflakes caught by tongues

and wrinkled nose


I catch the air of fall

in the depths


Smells of dew soaked shrubs

and flowers


Surf tossed sea weed lines,

the hard packed shore


Steps outlined like crime scene

plaster of Paris


Dogs running chasing the elusive

sparking sunlight


Umbrella gusted fly away

lovers left long ago


Crusted lining in gloves

not easily let go


Nob Hill lights forgo

yester tomorrows


I catch the air of fall

in the depths




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