Scene: Hanging On

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Changed and brittle, a few orange-red leaves remain, hanging on to a branch that has shed all the rest…

Neighbors have fled, a fall to the ground, yet these few cling to their precarious perch…

One day, they too must succumb and join the others who fell before them, a fate all of us face…

On this morning, however, they can still bask in the glow of the morning sun, another chance to sway in the breeze.

#nature of things

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© 2017 – James Sponseller –


Published by Jim Sponseller

Family man, father, programmer, and artist. I work with digital art, photographs, author poems and fiction, and also work in artistic metal smithing. You can find poems, photos, and digital art samplings at Thank you for your support! If you like my offerings and would like to donate, please buy me a coffee:

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