Fallen Leaves by Kindra M. Austin on October 27, 2016October 27, 2016 Autumn breathes, mighty; oh, beauteous death, you sweep along the sidewalks, apple red and yellow-gold, rustling soft as paper. Share this:FacebookPinterestTwitterRedditTumblrPocketGoogleLike this:Like Loading...
I admire people that can put true feelings and emotions in a poem. I’m too wordy… keep the words of art flowing. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
I wish I were better at constructing poems. There are many great poets here on WordPress that blow my mind. One of my favorites is Anita. Her blog is As it Comes. She’s listed in my Shout Outs. Give her a look, I think you will appreciate her. 😊 LikeLike Reply
This is so pretty, it takes my mind out for a walk 🍂
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Thank you ❤
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I love this!
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Thank you, Debbie. 😊
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I admire people that can put true feelings and emotions in a poem. I’m too wordy… keep the words of art flowing.
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I wish I were better at constructing poems. There are many great poets here on WordPress that blow my mind. One of my favorites is Anita. Her blog is As it Comes. She’s listed in my Shout Outs. Give her a look, I think you will appreciate her. 😊
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Thank you, I will check it out right now
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