leaves fall slowly to the ground as pine trees take over the land scape
scenting the earth with there lovely scent.
Birds of summer have flown south,
as junco's arrive and cardinals dance.
Thoughts of times past, of faces gone.
Remembered shadows of lost friendship's.
The moon rises full through the clouds.
wind blows into the night,
soon snow will blanket the ground in soft white.
by DS
november 19th 2013
Sep 2, 2022
Sep 2, 2022 at 11:13 PM UTC
leaves fall slowly to the ground as pine trees take over the land scape
scenting the earth with there lovely scent.
Birds of summer have flown south,
as junco's arrive and cardinals dance.
Thoughts of times past, of faces gone.
Remembered shadows of lost friendship's.
The moon rises full through the clouds.
wind blows into the night,
soon snow will blanket the ground in soft white.
by DS
november 19th 2013
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