Foliage in New England

November 9th, 2020

Layer by layer

Shade by shade

A piece of red

A piece of yellow

A piece of green

A piece of red and yellow

A piece of yellow and green

A piece of red, yellow and green being dyed together

It's like woven by a computer elaborately

One grid by one grid, accurate without an error

It's like a palette that a child accidentally spilled

topsy-turvy, daubing at will

It doesn't matter

softly

I take a deep breath

Inhale the fragrance of all colors

Into the bottom of my heart

No need to remember

Still hard to forget