When looking towards the horizon,
I see treetops of green cotton and broccoli.
Avocado stalks shooting up into the sky.
Lush pathways and summer leaves,
Blowing fluidly on stolen vernal breezes.
Soon, the landscape will undergo magnificent metamorphosis.
The air, crisp again and accelerating toward frost.
Leaves yellowing, browning, redding, oranging,
Canopies laid bare by winds of change.
But, for now,
Greenways on and on.
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