Gentle whispers through the air,
What exciting news you bring!
To sway the trees of sturdy pine
And make dance the maple's leaves.
Tumbling growth in tides of passing
mewing winds that tread the hills
where rustling ebbs of autumn colour
fall from shredding canopies.
- Authors: Nicholas M. Langford, Michael Edwards
- Visible: All lines
- Finished: August 2nd, 2017 08:19
- Limit: 3 stanzas
- Invited: Public (any user can participate)
- Category: Nature
- Views: 56
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