It’s not all
The leaves that
Turn in fall
It’s the first
That catch my
Eye for they
Herald the change
For me that’s
You that first
Blaze of color
In a sea
Of green catching
All of my
Attention like wafts
Of honeysuckle lavender
In summer or
A quiet wink
Or the surprise
Over the shoulder
Glance and stare
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 
Beautiful poetry. Such a wonderful steady rhythm.
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Thank you so very much. I sincerely appreciate it. ❤️
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My absolute pleasure friend.you write beautifully. May you always write so. Cheers.
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