Leaves blowing
in a wind
that has no origin
(and no destination).

Shadows falling
on an ancient wall
(fall and fade).

Still the children
watch the shadows fall.
And learn and learn
and learn
to name them all
(before they fade).

reaching fingertips
towards a distant,
uncomprehending moon;
clutching in frustration
(shattering its reflection
in a puddle).


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