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Fall
The cold air
with fragrance of crisp fall.
Silently leaves drop,
creeping slowly across the ground.
Until life is gone.
Crumbled away, blown astray,
in the cool winds.
Leaving behind bare trees,
with hands stretched up,
reaching desperately for the next rays of sun.
Until the time of warmth has once again come.
with fragrance of crisp fall.
Silently leaves drop,
creeping slowly across the ground.
Until life is gone.
Crumbled away, blown astray,
in the cool winds.
Leaving behind bare trees,
with hands stretched up,
reaching desperately for the next rays of sun.
Until the time of warmth has once again come.
Published 21st Sep 2011
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22nd Sep 2011 1:46am
I love the way fall makes you feel, especially the feeling the last line gives me. winter =//
