September ended sun-drenched, still and warm.
Dry showers of leaves flew against the bright blue sky
Twirling downward to create a skittering, crunching carpet.
We walked together as three generations
With instinctual understanding
Of the beauty of the cycles of life.
Dry showers of leaves flew against the bright blue sky
Twirling downward to create a skittering, crunching carpet.
We walked together as three generations
With instinctual understanding
Of the beauty of the cycles of life.
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