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This was written several years ago when we first joined our family to reside here. I continue to be amazed anew by the changes that come to us each Fall.
On the Nehalem
Autumn is offering its gold again.
All along the descending river
in gatherings of maple and alder,
a season’s leaves will soon join
the water’s quieting reflections.
Moving slowly downstream
through the open pasture lands
and nearing the end of its run,
river grows wide approaching the sea,
where urgent tides rush the shallow bars,
then sweep the old log moorings.
What has been supported, returns.