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         Fleeting Fall

Colored all

Soon to fold

To the cold

And icy wind

As it sends

Bitter bites

And winter sights

All the leaves

And golden seas

Against the blue

Brilliant hues

Soon to come

Swirling fun

Snowy mounds

Crunching sounds

Sending red

And orange to bed

Goodbye fall

Welcome all

Frosty sights

Cool delights!


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Nance(non-registered)
Nice poem, Kim.
Love the photos.
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