leaves fixed{I took this beautiful photo on my walk from class this morning.}

The leaves have a wonderful tune.

They dance to the wind’s song.

They whirl and they float.

They scamper and they roll.

They fly away to another day.

Gold, ruby red, and shades of the sunshine.

Down to the ground, the dying leaves flit and flutter.

Into my pathway, and into the gutter.

The colors so deep and rich.

The weather is getting cold, but the colors look so warm.

Fiery reds and oranges, and golden hues, like those of ripened corn.

The bright colors add cheer to the dullest of days.

Not long before the colors die and winter comes our way.


Have a wonderful Tuesday friends, Love, Ashley.


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