Inevitably, the Leaves Turn

(The last stanza is a haiku)

Inevitably, the leaves turn
gold or red, then brown.
Then they will fall.
Somehow,
this display, these colors
are not as attractive to me
at 57.

But
I will pick 
the prettiest leaves
to decorate my table.

The young girl 
	trapped between the tigers
		picks a strawberry.
	
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