FallA Poem by KerriFall Shutting my eyes and inhaling deeply I smell the scent of pine I hear the birds singing to the glory of the day I feel a north wind,cold and sharp Moisture thick in the air If only others see as I Country and fall of the year would have different meaning As I open my eyes, I notice the trees The oaks ,sycamores,gum, hickory All in brilliant fall colors,leavesgrowing thick under foot Acorns and nuts plentiful It will be a cold wet winte I am part of the country as the country is part of me © 2008 Kerri |
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1 Review Added on April 21, 2008 AuthorKerriMalvern, ARAboutI am 44 years old,mother of four ,divorced, the kids are grown, I am learning to live alone more..Writing
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