A Witness To Beautiful Changes
Posted: September 21, 2012
Rural Pen
This morning, there is a flash of orange at the edge of the woods, just behind my mailbox, the catcher’s mitt-leaves of a sassafras tree.
I saw old Autumn in the misty morn
Stand shadowless...
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I saw old Autumn in the misty morn
Stand shadowless...
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