Sunday, August 14, 2011

Fallen leaves

I love the fall and all
that it brings, feeling
on my face it's gentle
breeze. Walking in the
forest inclined to my own
thoughts. Hearing the
leaves crackle under my feet,
out of the corner of my eye
catching a glimpse of a deer
as it jumps across a fallen
tree. Hearing the birds as they
sing a beautiful song, seeing all
the colors the trees have become
proving once more it is fall..

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