Falling Leaves

They sure fall.

By Darla M SeelyPublished 4 months ago • 1 min read

The leaves, red and gold

Gently tumble to the ground,

Land under my feet

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Darla M Seely

I am 58 years old. I love to write poems, crochet, take photos, and make scrapbooks. I write poems about Jesus, love, friendship, how to improve, forgiveness, my cat, holidays. I enjoy making afghans for friends, family, taking photos

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Diani Alvarenga4 months ago
Great Haiku!

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