"Remembering The Seasons"
With each leaf that wafted, lifted, drifted and fluttered to the ground-I let a teardrop fall. Winter breezes shedding, baring branches, stripping trees without a sound.A magpie's muffled call. Their camouflage is lying at my feet and all around-different shades of hew.And still another teardrop... Sign in to see full entry.