First day of fall,
Season most beautiful of all:
On this day, my children fought.
We finished a book that left me in tears.
We ate apple pie.
Good and bad, our lives go on.
Meanwhile, in another part of town,
A letter reached a friend.
It promised change.
That friend’s life goes on, too,
Differently.
A new season.
First day of fall.
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