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Roxanne Dubarry

(October 4,1954 / Seattle, Washington)

Oh, the Wonder of it All!


The air is so cool and crisp
It's my fondest wish
To see Autumn's
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Poet's Notes about The Poem

It was the Fall of 1984, and I decided to go for a walk in Clark's Park. It is located in the northern part of Everett, Washington where I live. This poem is based upon an actual experience. The first 1984 version partly used this formate: 'Oh, The Wonder of it All! '
in the body of the text. My mom told me I used to many caps. hence
the 1986's final version. This was one of the first poems I wrote as an adult. It was one of the main reasons I have been busily composing poems ever since. Since I was born October 4,1954. I thought that a Fall poem about an Autumn leaf was an excellant idea.

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