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Transitions, II

this year mid-fall feels like mid-spring in the Deep South highs in eighties breaking records shorts and flipflops still worn daily forecast warning— cold front’s coming that’s no surprise time to find those gloves and jackets toss those wilting mums and pansies mourn not loss of mid-fall mildness winter’s coming with her wealth of unique beauties

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Date: 1/14/2024 7:37:00 PM
Dear Janice, an amazing string of footles. Congratulations for your poem being showcased in Silent One's contest. Warmest wishes.. ~Susan
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Date: 1/4/2024 7:37:00 AM
I enjoyed reading this fun Footle write. Glad Silent One did this. Have a fun day writing away........................
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Date: 1/3/2024 12:03:00 PM
A shame these little things did not place in a contest.. This wasn't really a contest, but an opportunity to showcase an Na poem..
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