Join me for inspirational poetry!

The summer breeze knows when it’s time to go.  The leaves fall, the wind calls. The leaves turn red and gold.  Flashes of color all dance across the road, in first-light, then starlight.  Leaves dance a do-si-do.    Joyce Lynn Eggleston

Indiana Fall

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