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falling leaves

Natures morning
the wind blows through
plays with leaves
upon the trees
loosen fall
leaves to their knees
swirling sounds
she pipes a whistle
as she arrives
then shakes the trees
lifts the leaves
casting them down
then skips along
a gentle breeze
behind her lie
the kneeling leaves
and we like they
are often shaken
wind of life
will pull on us
if only for a moment
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Aug 2010

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Gashly
and how many times can we be shaken before we submit to the fall from the tree...it's a lovely piece serpico, kudos!
serpico12
great insight in your reply..that has a poem right there..
Ladybee42online today!
nice write serpico
thumbs up bouquet bouquet
SCatlyn
Really great teddybear
ben999
nice poem serpico, for some people, it is autumn, all there lives.
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