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Summer’s ending means bated breath as we long for fall’s cool air,
Oh how we love what you give!
Season of beauty on the horizon, brilliant colors to share.
How thankful we are for harvest!
Lovely hued days and serene quiet evenings full of autumnal flare,
How we joy in vivid scenes!
Fall brings us winter, but now we enjoy all its gifts without care,
Oh how we praise the Creator!
Nevertheless He left not himself without witness, in that He did good, and gave us rain from heaven, and fruitful seasons, filling our hearts with food and gladness. (Acts 14:17)
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Are you inspired to write poetry when seasons change?
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Yes
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No
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Very good efforts. Well-done nice post
Unfortunately, I do not have talent for writing poetry ?
Well done! Nice post!
Appreciate your visit and comment!
Love these fall colors and blooms.
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You are always welcome.