Autumn

in Ecency8 hours ago

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In the brightness of the day, the clouds were visible. The clouds were taking small shapes and they are all in white colors. It seemed a nice first day of vacation. All the trees have changed their green colored leaves to orange, to paint a different picture for the garden. It is a picture that can only be seen in autumn. It was quite, no one was around. People are usually tired from staying awake late before a public vacation. But, there he was, standing. Looking at all this natural beauty in the garden. His vision is not as strong as when he was young. But, the beauty can be seen in its smallest details and at times, one does not have to see the full picture to realize its beauty.

The tree leaves are covering the ground. He can hear his footsteps as he moves forward, crashing those leaves beneath him. All of a sudden, he stopped! He stopped and took a deep breath. Then, another one. That is when he reached to the wooden benches of the garden. There were many wooden benches in the garden and they all looked the same. But, not to him. It was the place were he first met her. He spent his moments of joy and difficulty with her. She is his wife.

He keeps staring at the brown bench with the steel legs as his memories are playing. It is like watching a movie for a thousand times. But, what would one do when life stops giving colors to places? When his health and family were the colors of life. Would a grey picture still have a meaning? Or, does the painted memory looks better?

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