Shivering bodies
burrowing under blankets
warmth held between us
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My favorite season
Leaves changing, the smell of fresh crisp air, as your walking through the forest. The crunching of the leaves, as you step on them one foot at a time. How beautiful this time of year is, with the vibrant colors of the trees, during the day and the big bright full moon at night. This is why Autumn is one of my favorite seasons. Its the change from summer to Fall, preparing us for the change of the next season winter.
By Jennifer lindquistabout an hour ago in Poets
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