A faint breath blows my hair and the smell of fall is in the air. The humming of a bee working hard to get the needed food for his friends and family for the coming of winter.
A chirp some where in the trees from a bird calling to her baby's.
Rose in the yard running around even thought summers come and gone. I see Rose running threw the leaves as she sings a song about how much she loves her mom. Then she kicks them up with the purest joy!
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