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Autumn 2019

Autumn 2019 Written: by Tom Wright 10-7-2019 I’m always looking forward, to the arrival of fall. As I scan the skies above, I see the Geese that call. When leaves begin turning, in an array of hues. Would be my favorite season, if but one I could choose. The leaves fade then fall, trees are left standing nude. During our protracted winter, thoughts on spring are glued.

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