Across The Yard, by jeanimoo Subscribe to rss feed for jeanimoo

A cool breeze blows across the yard
and leaves begin to fall, birds sing
and are packed together like rats as
if they were getting ready to take
flight.
Soon, many beautiful colors will
emerge and the smell of fall will be
in the air as a cool breeze blows
across your the yard. 
Posted: 2005-10-02 03:32:49 UTC

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