Wednesday, October 28, 2015

November Day


November Day

Golden leaves fall before my eyes

tree tops swirl in

north westerly winds—a white

unicorn melts into deep conifer green

burnt sienna and scarlet leaves of many trees.

I cherish days like these.
 
--Barbara Spring

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