Autumn Colors

The bright colors begin to leave
whorling to the ground
As they land, they'll interweave
a blanket now is found,
made from leaves, red, yellow and brown
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Allison Avatar
September 1, 2014 at 5:46 PM
love the imagery of the blanket Frederic: Great write good luck in the contest hugs Jan xx
Dietrich Avatar
September 1, 2014 at 5:16 PM
oh she does love quintains so I sure hope you have a chance. She is very selective and I entered an old one because this time she didn't make rules about that. I am holding my breath. Maybe I can't win for using the oldie. haha. I love your entry. Answer to your question: none of us sang alto. We are all inclined toward soprano. If I knew how to read music, I could probably handle alto , but I am better at singing song melodies. I only sang 2nd cause I memorized it to the Silent night tune.
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