Leaves Are Falling
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Leaves are falling and have drifted into piles,
burnt orange and yellow, burgundy twirling;
as Autumn's breeze make them dance,
glittering and dipping in a swirling waltz;
and now the trees lay down their emerald gowns,
last night Jack Frost rattled my windows;
oh there was a mighty blizzard of falling snow,
in front of the fireplace I stayed warm and cozy;
and in the night winter had arrived,
morning dazzled and was full of sweet twittering.
Everything looked so beautiful and magical,
the forest path was calling for me to come;
those places that once held leaves now held white,
above the sky was azure blue with flakes;
moving, billowing, expanding and drifting,
ever changing and that sun was so soothing;
I wrapped my cozy coat around me tighter,
soon, I came to the park and my special place;
little frozen crystals hung from branches,
and in my reverie- I was skating on an icy pond.
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August 26, 2016
Poetry/Verse/Leaves Are Falling
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Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2016
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