The leaves are falling and the days are getting shorter.It's not as hot as it has been the past few months. The dew dances in the morning light.
The leaves are falling and the days are getting shorter.
The leaves are falling and it's time for the harvest.
The bounty is good. The trees bring forth their sweet fruit. The fields so full yield their crops.
The leaves are falling and it's time for the harvest.
The leaves are falling and they blow thru the wind like confetti.
Gathering and floating across the lawn. Mounding in the corner near the gate.
The leaves are falling and they blow thru the wind like confetti.
The leaves have fallen and I can't find my child.
I call out his name. Again and still there is no answer. I look in all of the places that he should be.
I can't find my child and the leaves have fallen.
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September 2015
RandomMoving right along on wattpad. Things are actually moving faster than I expected. Finding some very helpful friends. Getting some wonderful advice. No longer wasting time trying to figure things out on my own. Finding the time to write again.