Oct 2015
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Here under a sprawling maple,
feeling the chill of autumn’s first kiss
as it flows ‘cross emerald fields
gently swaying neath azure skies
on a pristine sunny day
illuminating a colorful tapestry
of gaily painted leaves . . .
we sit watching this wondrous
afternoon meander lazily by
as a blue jay sings a victory song
in the branches high overhead
and you smile at his melodic tune,
as I smile at the perfect beauty I see . . .
sitting right next to me
~
Here under a sprawling maple,
feeling the chill of autumn’s first kiss
as it flows ‘cross emerald fields
gently swaying neath azure skies
on a pristine sunny day
illuminating a colorful tapestry
of gaily painted leaves . . .
we sit watching this wondrous
afternoon meander lazily by
as a blue jay sings a victory song
in the branches high overhead
and you smile at his melodic tune,
as I smile at the perfect beauty I see . . .
sitting right next to me
~
