Another ChanceA Poem by Désiré DesrosiersThe time of year has come.I can feel it... Strolling through the streets... Deep breath in…. Deep breath out….. I love this smell…... The autumn air….... Ah, the starting of school. Such excitement, as people scurry, rushing to school, to work. A fresh start, another year, another clean slate. A beautiful mix of leaves, from green, to orange, to brown mash under my shoes, after every step. The scent in the air, so sweet, the aftermath of rain, so earthy. Yes, I love this time of year. As I walk through the streets, with a slight slip in my step, yes, I can feel it. Another year, another chapter, another chance. © 2016 Désiré DesrosiersAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorDésiré DesrosiersBerkeley, CAAboutDésiré Desrosiers is my pseudonym. Just an amateur writing broken sentences. I write my thoughts mostly in free-verse poetry. Perhaps I shall publish some short stories... more..Writing
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