In the fall

AB

 

You expected to be sad in the fall.

Part of you died each year

when the leaves fell from the trees

and their branches were bare

against the wind

and the cold, wintery light.

But you knew there would always be the spring,

as you knew the river would flow again

after it was frozen.

 

Ernest Hemingway

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