Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
Strolling a quiet path on an autumn day with naught but bright song of an orioleBrilliant plumage hidden among copper leaveshis song wafting on the halcyon breeze This is what feeds my dog-tired soul listening to soothing sounds of nature the heavy thud of green acorns droppingGround… Continue Reading “Among Copper Leaves”
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