Leaves At My Feet

Yellowed, yesterday's news.
Summer printed.
Quick browsed of the busy winds.
Quick discarded.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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De Beaulieu Avatar
November 15, 2022 at 11:17 AM
Hello James, leaves at your feet . Time to rake them up and bag them to then bring them to the dump. Enjoy your day my friend.
Watkin Avatar
January 3, 2023 at 6:41 PM
Thanks so much. Sorry for late reply!
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