The Trees of September
By penneduppoet
Along winding country roads, September's trees stand tall. Adorned in vibrant gowns of beautiful despair...they await the season's changing and whisper their laments of summer's passing, into autumn's cool brisk air. Nancy A. Russell Written October 4th, 2001 © on Oct 04 2001 12:53 PM PST 0 • 10
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"Along winding country roads,..."