Saturday, November 21, 2015

November Poetry



Late Fall

Many leaves
turn
few

to let the
low sun
through. 

John Frank
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Hattie said...

I like that poem. Of course nature does not really think, but it's fun to think it does.

November 21, 2015 at 10:42 AM

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