dVerse Poets

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walking through the strewn path

crunching leaves, my unintended wrath

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colors bright or even fading

green fronds above remain shading

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stepping through the loud leaves

sustenance the soil receives

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all the brightness may lessen

soon snow will be the dressing

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autumn leaves I do adore

even resting on forest floors

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although, I look forward to the glow

of white soft blankets of drifted snow

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MTB: Two and a Half Rhyme

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