~ the leaves ~
spring green
soft against the sky
freshens the air
summer abundance ~
sun shade and shelter
for man, beast and bird
autumn crisps settle
on hills, filling curbs
and curling into rocks.
But what about winter?
~ Beneath the snow, their beauty
fills the soil with life.
“The leaves are changing; I feel poetry in the air.”
~ Laura Jaworski
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