trees aflame with orange
let loose a rain of leaves
that crunch to powder underfoot
naked and empty boughs
echo the longing of Demeter
as the days shift to grey
Author's Note: This poem was written in response to the prompt "Change" from @Annaw51.
Demeter is the goddess of the harvest, and when her daughter Persephone must join her husband Hades in the underworld, Demeter misses her so much that the world turns to fall and then winter.
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