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Morning Light

Morning light leaf

Light danced across my yard this morning, enticing me to come play.

So, I did.

A brilliant blue sky, hardly dotted with clouds.

Cool morning breezes with just a hint of crispness.

Traffic whizzing by, lawn mowers starting up, the sounds of a world waking.

A taste of oatmeal lingering on my tongue.

Morning light me

Several golden leaves dot the carpet of green lawn while their crimson cousins dangle from a nearby branch, not quite ready to let go of summer.

Autumn's peeking around the corner.


John Greenwood

Although autumn is my favorite, I'm just not ready yet. I'm still wondering where June went?

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