Autumn burned brightly, a running flame through the mountains, a torch flung to the trees. ~Faith Baldwin
Autumn lives within my heart
deep and sultry
stirring me to thirst
as I wait for October
all year
and when it arrives
I melt into the scenery
like the wax of a brightly lit candle
the crackling of red and golden leaves
upon my feet and a smile on my face.
Oh, I love Autumn too. Good one, Carrie.
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ReplyDeleteBeautiful, Carrie!
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