The scenes of autumn
The withered leaf, the shiny, wet concrete where many footsteps have traveled, and left their mark, and set a new path forward, where many can view the beauty of the worn bridge and multi-colired trees in the midst if autumn. A rare bird lands on a tree branch, vocalizing its perfectly unique voice. The bird sings and frolics, and washes its wings in a nearby puddle. How beautiful, the scenes of autumn!
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Lynn D. | Year Posted 2024
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