one last poem The sweet scent of wood burning awakens in me a longing for Fall. Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)MoreClick to print (Opens in new window)Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Related
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Short, simple and sweet. It captures the feeling i get for Fall as well. There something peaceful yet powerful in this season.
beautiful poem.. its whimsical, i really like it and the picture is amazing.. 🙂
Thanks! I was going through a lens flare phase 🙂