My Warrior
He has a unique relationship with every tree,
watching them sway gently in the cool October breezes like a dance,
whispering secrets to him that cannot be described in the language of words,
their red and gold leaves swirling and twirling around him like tiny magical fairies.
This is the mystical side of my warrior.
By: Carole O'Terry Duet
Copyright: 2017
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Copyright © Carole Duet | Year Posted 2017
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