Walk With The Wind (Page5) Poem by Peter S. Quinn

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blossoms in autumn
with their fallen yellow leaves
like memory blush

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here there everywhere
circling around in the breeze
red-brownish fall leaves

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bud that didn’t open
to summer and sunshine dreams
wither now to fall

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soon there'll be snowflakes
scattering in the gusting
like the leaves are now

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chill blustery blow
coming from the far mountains
-though still there is fall

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winter is near
with its dark mouth of coldness
- and long walks in snow