-------Fell to the Ground-------
It's
not what you said that made me smile,
but
the way the light
in
your eyes danced
when
you spoke.
I
had forgotten what honesty looked like,
how
it sounded.
And
then the forest turned gold
and
dropped its leaves and
I,
too, forgave to memory,
to
this Great Turning of the seasons,
and
fell to the ground
laughing.
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