A Forest Stoic and Still
A Wind Meanders through its Hills
A Cornucopia, The Colors
Leaves Shower, A Fall Flower
Trees Towering, Each a Personality
Full of Life, and Finality
Bare, Rock Like Towers
Swaying, In the Wind’s Power
A Once Green, Hillside
Now Seen, Far and Wide
A Season Ends
A Change Pretends
An Earth, A Marvel
Regeneration and Survival
The Yellow, Orange, A Red, A Brown
Take Notice, On What You Found
Joe Allen
11 19 2011
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