Crisp autumn bells
Shiver in the breeze
Amongst the tender mulberry
And the grand evergreens
Enchanted they dance
A swirling colorful sea
Those delicate golden clusters
Come alive just for me
© 2018 Michelle Cook
Crisp autumn bells
Shiver in the breeze
Amongst the tender mulberry
And the grand evergreens
Enchanted they dance
A swirling colorful sea
Those delicate golden clusters
Come alive just for me
© 2018 Michelle Cook
Her Writing Haven 
I’ve always found Autumn to be the best season for poetic inspiration. Excellent work!
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Oh yes, me too. And also Spring, when everything is finally coming back to life. Thanks! 😉
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And for your followers as we read this. 😊💛
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It was a glorious day that day, and the leaves on the tree in my backyard we’re so captivating, that I couldn’t help but write about it. 😉
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I love it when inspiration hits and you just drop everything and write. 😊
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Me too 😉
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☺
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your leaves changed? that is one thing i miss since years away from midwest…..sigh….
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Yes, it’s beautiful this time of year. I could just sit and stare at the trees all day. 🙂
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Lovely! 😀
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Thank you 🙂
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Beautiful picture in your words ❤️
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Helps when it’s right outside. 😉
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I could tell 😊
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