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Autumn's Last Leaf
Today's poem is brought to you by the letter F!
Hanging on in there
From green to golden red
Delicately fixed
By an axil thread
Then freed of
This fusion
By a forceful breeze
Moment arrived
To flee from
It's tree
Fluttering past
Admiring glances
The final show
So now it
Dances
Then falls to
The ground
Having proved
All it's worth
...Monday 23rd September 2019 1:31 pm
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