Friday, October 24, 2014



Leaves curling , cuddling, cloaking
Around lingering blooms who are
Like visitors whose goodbyes go on and on
Because we long to keep them with us.

The Smell of Leaves

Dried rich tea smell
As they crunch and crackle underfoot
Leaves releasing aromas stored in heat
Warming us in the cool days of autumn.

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