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An Autumn Walk
come . . . take my hand and we will walk deep into a Canadian autumn woodland where it is crisp and cool- vast and full the woodland is quiet in the veil of morning fog and we are wrapped in infinite shades and hues of changing brushstrokes of gold, red, orange and green_ but soon, we are lost in an ocean of different trees and the drum of time has ceased for us - as we are witnesses to nature's decay in autumnal equinox . . . . and stained- glass leaves fall around us crackling, and crunching under our feet for the forest floor is carpeted with the fallen October orange and red turned rust colored can you feel it_ can you hear the rustling squirrels and small creatures ? oh, the wildflowers have wilted! (but still birds sing) all around is a wondrous earthiness full of a cornucopia of scents . . . . just inhale the air the stream still flows with a loud fierceness but we know winter will . . . still her screams shall we gather some finger-painted leaves? so we can press them into our books _ ______________________________ October 21, 2020 Poetry/Free Verse/an autumn walk Copyright Protected, ID 10-1296-822-21 All Rights Reserved, 2020, Constance La France Written for the contest, Still Life Autumn sponsor, Eve Roper First Place
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