NOVEMBER'S KALEIDOSCOPE

 NOVEMBER’S KALEIDOSCOPE

(Cinquain) by Sara Etgen-Baker

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the leaves

fluttering down

in a vibrant display

nature's kaleidoscope of hues

dazzling






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