Crispy leaves drift peaceful air,
wistful days of wondering,
colored pieces piling high,
moment’s tainted suffering.
Strolling footprints, moving truths,
chilling sorrow aches my bones,
ginger, gold and crimson pink,
cheery childhood undertones.
Timeless dancing in the wind,
Autumn’s brilliant scenery,
fleeting seconds warm my heart,
once upon the greenery.
About the Creator
Linda Balboni
My beautiful family is the most important thing to me! I enjoy writing poetry/stories and some of my work has been published in various journals, chapbooks and magazines. I love to draw/paint and appreciate nature, music and photography.
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