Autumn Allegro

Red Leaf by Mary Bach

Autumn allegro,
perhaps that’s why
I love it so
coming as such a lovely death
flaming, raging, mellowing
then cooling, greying
decaying,
diminuendo

This is for the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads where Margaret Bednar asked us to revisit an old writing prompt.  The one I chose is by Laurie Kolp, A Word with Laurie.  She asked us to write eight lines in one minute and include the word, “allegro” (which appropirately enough means “briskly” in music talk).