月曜日, 9月 26, 2005
Poetry That Is Fall
I love fall for its perfect blend of irony. Just the way this tree portrays. Dried up, not with a single green leaf yet it looks so alive and standing tall and proud. As if telling the world that there is a promise of a good tomorrow only if you bravely embrace the passing of gloomy days of today.
I can't wait to be back in the arms of my home as I welcome this all-new season.
I can't wait to be back in the arms of my home as I welcome this all-new season.
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