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Dancing Leaves.
Chill winds kick up
their heels and
fallen leaves dance:
restless souls, unwilling
to seal their destiny.
Flames from autumn's
pyre gather at their
feet to beguile with
amber eye.
Chill winds kick up
their heels and
fallen leaves dance:
restless souls, unwilling
to seal their destiny.
Flames from autumn's
pyre gather at their
feet to beguile with
amber eye.
Ode To Fall
And so the season leaves once more : D. ~A~
It surely does 'leaf' us, :-)
It surely does 'leaf' us, :-) and we are left dowdy, bereft of colour. x