Enthusiastic Soul
Connie Peters' poems in progress
Saturday, October 12, 2013
Autumn poem
Autumn leaves
Chilly air, excited thrill
Colors bursting on the hill
Of this scene, I take my fill
Breathing in the autumn scent
Vanished is my discontent
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