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The Splendor of Fall
Bright lithe and lively fall morning aroma waft out,
Courtly swish through a deft pirouette turnabout.
Trees hears psithurism leaves sigh to get a glance.
Rain's philter makes the earth surface move and dance.
Near the river's edge, ducklings splash in boisterous mirth;
Ripples break the repetitious echo of the habitable earth.
The day rolls up spent, nightfall slowly creeps and does gain;
Gentle nuzzling into the boundless horizon once again.
9/15/2023
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Eve Roper
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