Everyone knows her sisters.
They are often pursued by different misters
Who all seem to miss her.
She has that middle child syndrome:
Easily forgotten or unknown,
Treated as if her existence
is only to measure the distance
Between the sister everyone loves—Summer
—and Winter, the sister Canadians love to hate.
Ignoring the full vibrancy
Of Autumn’s absorbing array of artistry
An awesome kaleidoscope for us to see.
Autumn, she’s never static—
Either overflowing or sporadic...
Monday she’ll say “Winter jacket.”
Tuesday “Summer shorts!”
Leaving confusion for you
and your cohorts.
But isn’t she an honest reflection of the times?
Where legitimate aspirations
Quickly become figments of imagination;
Where smooth sailing Titanics
become well known for sinking;
Where inevitable victories
become Golden State-sized losses.
Autumn reminds us that life can come
with moments of strange dualities:
Enjoying today and dreading tomorrow,
Feeling moments of joy in deep season’s sorrow,
Loving someone whose behaviour you can’t condone,
Having many followers but being deeply alone.
Autumn equips us to face the consistent fragility
Of our everyday reality
By teaching us that the ability to adjust
Is very much a must;
And if unchanging circumstances is where we plant our trust
Then the fruit of our lives will only be dust.
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