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Monday
Oct222012

Fall

 


The wind blew
I knew because I heard the
Dry rustle
Of leaves that are still hanging on
Cleaving, clinging, bringing
Something of a mystery
Something I cannot place
Drying, dying but
Not ready to fall
Swishing wind making the leaves dance
Before they fall

 

 

Reader Comments (2)

Beautiful.

(and thank you for adding me to your blogroll.)

Blessings,
Sandy

October 22, 2012 | Unregistered CommenterSandy Cooper

Love this.

October 27, 2012 | Unregistered CommenterChandra

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