Today's poem is by Lola Haskins


Soon your small yellow leaves
will become meteors
falling through the dark as
each of us will fall
no matter how hard we love,
no matter how close we come
to composing a line the angels
would recite, if only there
were such a perfect line,
if only there were angels.

Copyright © 2017 Lola Haskins All rights reserved
from Green Mountains Review
Reprinted by Verse Daily® with permission

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