Tiny, soft , new ones,
Showing at the ends of branches.
Growing big , green, glossy;
Forming part of a shady forest.
Turning rich colours in the fall,
Orange, rust and golden brown.
One by one, falling to earth,
Written for SoCS
Stream of Consciousness Saturday 22 June 2019 — leaves
Images courtesy Pixabay
A beautiful poem!
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Thank you so much.
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A pleasure
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Beautiful!
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Thank you so much 🎁
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You’re welcome! 🌹
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Lovely use of the word prompt – nicely done 🙂
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Thank you Carol.
I know I can always count on you for support.
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