Becoming Ghosts

Autumn is my favorite season.

Perhaps it declares there

is beauty in decay.

The leaves change from green

to burnt ochre, flaming

yellow and vibrant fuchsia

just

before

they shrivel and drift

from the trees.

Autumn represents a tree's last act

before the cold settles in

before its branches are cloaked in white

before winter makes ghosts

of

the

fallen

leaves.

Until next time… what is your favorite thing about autumn?

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About the Author

Minnesota-based author, Joie Lesin is a life-long fiction writer and the author of The Passenger. She has long been fascinated by anything otherworldly including ghosts. She loves to write a good ghost story—especially when it includes a touch of romance.