Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
“Come, little leaves,” said the Wind one day, “Come to the meadows with me and play. Put on your dresses of red and gold; For Summer is past, and the days grow cold.”
― George Cooper
Rustling leaves
painting forest floor
old red bridge
inviting
a walk through autumn’s landscape
contemplating life
©2021 Linda Lee Lyberg
Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge: #147 Poet’s Choice
Such lovely vivid imagery! 😁
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Thank you Beckie!
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You’re so very welcome, Linda. Have a lovely evening. 😊
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Thank you!
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I can’t believe how the temperatures have changed. I love Arizona! Linda, this is a lovely Shadorma. Perfect for October 1st. ❤
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Somehow, this was in my Spam. I love Arizona too, we have lived here for 21 years. Thanks Colleen!
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You’re welcome. ❤️
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