Thursday, September 17, 2015

Note to fall

By the St. Laurent river
I breathe
and the fresh cool breeze
caresses my fingers
gently and indifferently-
the rays of the august sun
are gradually cloaked
by the white fleecy clouds
as they maneuver across the island-
the yellow-greenish leaves
start falling on the pier
signaling the end of summer
and the coming of fall
in the old-new city of Montreal.
ZS 28/8/14

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