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Nov 2015
A gentle, gentle breeze
blows swiftly through the trees.

Leaves begin to swirl and fall.
Many autumn colors to enjoy and awe.

Apples to harvest from its trees.
Pumpkins a plenty to pick and please.

Blessings of Thanksgiving is a reason
for autumn to be a joyous season.
Leanna Miller
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Leanna Miller  South Carolina
(South Carolina)   
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