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Sep 2015
Well.
Autumn comes again.
The rotating of seasons
Always in constant motion.
Though it may seem mysterious,
It really is not.
All it is, is
The rotating of our planet,
Our world, around our Sun,
Our star, our source of light
And hope and energy and life.

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With every new season comes a new feeling
Winter,
Coldness, loneliness (maybe), brisk and clean.
Spring,
Freshness, coming of a new season and new life
Summer,
The happiness, blissfulness, free-ness, relaxation.
Autumn,
A time to reflect, colors, bonding.

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Once-green leaves painted
Burning sunset hues.
Russet, gold, amber leaves
Twirl towards the ground
In its own complicated choreography.
Twigs and leaves crunching underfoot
As you walk down the windy scenic path.
An autumn Beauty.
Carmen Reed
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Carmen Reed
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