Deep in woods, a covered path
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Trees with leaves change their color.
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Ankle-deep, crunchy needles and leaves underfoot
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Path wide enough for two to walk
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Squirrels run quickly across the path.
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Birds flitter about in the trees.
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Comments (5)
This was such a beautiful scenery! I loved it!
It's beautiful writing 💖
I can smell the fall in the wind. Thank you for such a beautiful reminder.
Short and sweet! 💖
These tiny poems are like a gift of fresh air.