Treasure Island

RoseAnn V. Shawiak

(October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

Fallen Leaves


Shade flowing over a lush green lawn, filled with fallen dead leaves lying upon it, looking up from where they once had been living for a lifetime - a part of a tree's beauty.
Now awaiting a blower and rake to settle them in a pile and be sent to the trash barrel.

Submitted: Sunday, August 18, 2013
Edited: Monday, August 19, 2013

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