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Colorful leaves crunch under my feet,Creating the sounds of fall’s heartbeat.The air is filled with an aroma of smoke,A drift from chimneys, I smell burning oak. Leaves still fall and cover the ground,Branches almost bare – a new look is found.Shadows fall across the blanketed yard.Strong feelings emerge of an old postcard. Memories evoked –Continue reading “Fall Leaves”