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Falling Leaves

When glancing out my window this morning I was pleased to see, Golden leaves wafting to the ground from my mountain aspen tree. A carpet of gold now graces the lawn on which frisky squirrels play. Emerald leaves of summer that provided welcome shade are now passe! Gone is the robin family that upon its spreading branches nested. Winter winds will warp its fragile arms and its mettle will be tested, But it will brave December's storms and come April of next year, Another generation of quaking aspen leaves will magically appear! I enjoy the colorful leaves that carpet my lawn but for this one thing; Alas, I must rake the consarned things with all the bother that will bring! Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired

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Date: 10/20/2015 9:51:00 PM
Hello Bob... while you are raking we are admiring all the new growth and budding fruit on beaut spring days. Enjoyed your poem as always - Lindsay
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Date: 10/15/2015 6:11:00 PM
ha! beautiful descriptions, bob, with a perfect ending! i love the way aspen leaves change...
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Date: 10/15/2015 2:59:00 PM
With pleasure there is pain. Enjoy the beauty and don't do too much raking at once.
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Robert L. Hinshaw
Date: 10/15/2015 6:49:00 PM
With pleasure there is pain indeed! Thx for your kind comments, Tim. I used a bit of poetic license here since I have a guy come in to take care of my lawn so I'll watch him pick up the leaves - ha! Best on you - bob
Date: 10/15/2015 2:28:00 PM
what delightful imagery Bob I adore this time of year - only thing we don't have is squirrels on our Island or foxes-) hugs jan xx
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Robert L. Hinshaw
Date: 10/15/2015 2:37:00 PM
Thank you, Jan - I'm glad you enjoyed. We have plenty of squirrels in my lawn - some folks consider them pesky, but I like to watch them frolic altho they do wreak havoc with the apples on my apple tree. Between them, the worms and birds, my apple crop is very meager! Bob

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