A collection of some poems and a wayward essay or two,
Hope you read them, share your thoughts and enjoy them too.
Tuesday, September 23, 2014
A mottled story
A mottled story
As the days swiftly turned, Ushered in a cool nip, where before it burned, Her complexion turned mottled with age, Those age spots,the story,of a journey,to the next stage, Red, yellow, orange, she lay in pigmented glory, Heralding the beginning, of another colorful fall story
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