Windy Day

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Swirling, curling, the wind

Blew leaves from cracks

And crevices hidden from

Our eyes – surprise, surprise!

We who thought it cleanly swept

Since the last leaves had left

Tree branches bare, bereft

Of foliage, now find dried leaves,

Sun-fried to a crisp, strewn

Confetti-style across the lawn.

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©Denise G Allen, 08 July 2014 12:03