This is my autumn: Our trees starting to turn to brilliance, my life changing too. I no longer expect the days to go on and on. I am moving toward my final yielding. I recently celebrated my 80th birthday. At the end of my poem, "After Eighty," I wrote: … Living is about continual change.We, too, change.We drop our blossoms and leavesas we await time to beginin a new season,as we learn to [...]
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