leaves crumble
into golden dust of
summer memories
Leaves
leaves crumble
into golden dust of
summer memories
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leaves crumble
into golden dust of
summer memories
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Beautiful. Our leaves are in their last week before they cover the ground and begin the process of becoming memories. I’ll remember your poem.
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Thank you! My front yard tree is in a state of red and yellow half-gloriousness still on the tree, and brown and yellow half-gloriousness covering my yard. The gold dust of summer is swirling around.
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