Posted by Rhonda J Flanagan on October 31, 2011 orange leaves sweep her into the sunset. the dying embers of her dreams float gently away.the wicked trees beckon. she remembers…she forgets. slipping out of one place and into another. farewell the precious light. happy halloween Share this: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Like Loading... Related
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