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The Art of Autumn By Erin Forbes Autumn days pass in a manner of haste. A warm cup of tea, a pair of chilled hands, She buttons the parka around her waist. And her hair curls in ringlets as she stands. Rain falls in droplets across the sidewalk. It collects in puddles of reflection. Polka dot umbrellas and rubber mucks, Without an old compass for direction. Leaves glide over the winds of October, Before falling into the puddled streets, Where strangers saunter into dark rovers, Trampling the artwork with tired feet. Can you see the mosaic? Look here, now! Fallen from the golden and scarlet boughs.
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2/18/2020 04:02:36 am
Autumn is a time where leaves can be seen and there will be people who are sweeping the floor. There are children who are playing on the streets as they are excited to play with the trees and leaves. A season that is truly beautiful and memorable. Let us all play in the streets and have that pride as we play in the streets. I am satisfied with this post that I have read. A reading that we can all learn from. Leave a Reply. |
AuthorErin Forbes is the young author of the Fire & Ice book series. When she was sixteen years old, she published the first installment in the Follow me on social media!
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