Raining LeavesA Poem by Davy JonesAn observation on a breezy morning!
It was raining leaves this morning.
Yellow leaves, falling off from their nurturing home, flying away with the breeze. Adorning the road, and anyone willing to take in that beauty. They say those are dead leaves, but to me, there is fulfillment even in that death. © 2011 Davy JonesReviews
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