Like you, I change with the season... like a shape-shifter...we seem to always alter our appearances to fit the model...the design.... but unlike you, I morph into a multitude of sentiments... until only a mirage of my former self remains.
...now i am a stranger to you, and even to myself. ...i close my eyes and wait... for the Change to come.
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loved this, trees are amazing
As the fall quickly approaches...
I find myself watching and wondering
the trees even more.
;). Hugs to you!
@ greout
G/ssa