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Falling, Fall and Fell
For my daughters.

The first was a feeling
of falling in the air,
with nothing to catch me,
but her steady stare.

The second was a season,
brisk and colorful,
mischievous and shifty,
like weather in the Fall.

The third had all of me,
completely wrapped about,
all she asks I give,
my love completely fell.