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__ The rustle of fallen leaves, as a chipmunk "cheeks" a fallen acorn or two.forest trailtime sweeps on the breezeacornsI thank you for this thought, Adelaide! _m
I watche d a busy chipmonk this morning .H was in a bed of pine needles hunting for pine nuts I guess.I'm working on a haiku for this.Thanks for your delightful haiku.Adelaide
You must have enjoyed that drive! Your second poem made me think. Nature worked perfectly with your words.We have had frosts, but my trusty marigolds are still hanging in there.
Actually that row of trees is only a street away from our house. Always lovely in the fall.Thanks for visiting.Adelaide
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Odysse y An elusive floating. I reach out and clasp sunbeams. I move forward, searching for I know not what, yet, understanding...
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__ The rustle of fallen leaves, as a chipmunk "cheeks" a fallen acorn or two.
forest trail
time sweeps on the breeze
acorns
I thank you for this thought, Adelaide! _m
I watche d a busy chipmonk this morning .H was in a bed of pine needles hunting for pine nuts I guess.
I'm working on a haiku for this.
Thanks for your delightful haiku.
Adelaide
You must have enjoyed that drive!
Your second poem made me think. Nature worked perfectly with your words.
We have had frosts, but my trusty marigolds are still hanging in there.
Actually that row of trees is only a street away from our house. Always lovely in the fall.
Thanks for visiting.
Adelaide
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