bathe in autumnal rains until
old worries and fears and
concerns tumble free in swirls
of green and gold and russet
tones baring branches to wild
skies whilst roots delve deep
in search of secret truths
Yesterday, I spent some time with an autumn leaf.
Yes, it’s the leaf that Hex brought me.
Your lovely poem is a wonderful tribute to autumn and little Hex has obviously found joy amongst the russet leaves. 😀
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Hex is loving the leaves! I’m glad you liked the poem. 😊
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