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Katy McKenna Raymond
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"Don't leave," I hear myself implore aloud, and have to stop and wonder to whom on earth I am speaking. I sit alone in the house, here at my desk, reading, writing and staring through the window frame at the crimson landscape just beyond my reach. And then I realize, I'm doing it again, just like last year and the one before, and all the ones back to my seventh year, when I gave a month of first grade to staring out the window at a blazing maple. Only this time, I hear an urgency in my voice, and feel one in my soul, that I can't recall from autumns past. Once again, as if in remembrance this time, I'm begging the leaves not to.
Posted by Katy on 10/21/01 at 08:36 PM
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