Leaves are dying,
Old life abounds in the land.
Autumn’s arriving.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Reflection
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You have had enough.
I will take it off you soon:
That is what friends do.
Thank you Dwvw,
Andy
You are very welcome, Bandy
A fine write Gold. Getting (dangerously?) nearer to saying Ch.........! Heehee.
It certainly is Orchi.
Beautiful my friend nicely composed with season, break and syllable count. Well done.
Most kind soren, thank you.
Andy
Always most welcome Andy
the passage of time
So true Norman and we can do nothing about it.
Andy
most welcome my friend
You can't go wrong with Nat King Cole... Beautifully simple and evocative. I love how you capture autumn as both an ending and a continuation of life's eternal cycle. Thak you!
Very true rr on both, I have listened to Nat King Cole all my life.
Andy
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