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After The Rain II
 
Pines and cedar trees
Play tag with the wind.
High in the air they sway
As in a dance rhythmn,
To and fro, sun kissed, their
Leaves in yellow-green tips.

Below stands the solem grass
Of fall, low and green-brown
With garden flowers that linger
Just enough to make you smile
At what once was your pride and joy,
Now beautiful 'love lies dying'...what
A name for a flower...
The knock Out Roses are still in bloom,
Pink and lovely,
Resting next to green bushes where
Azaleas were once the garden spot light.

4:38 PM
October 10, 2016

By Cynthiaapwlts

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