By Shane Dutka
Autumn, how I wish you were perpetual
Some try to capture your beauty in Art.
But your leaves grow weak,
and a strong tempest could banish all the color from its being.
If so, every fabric of my being would be stricken with grief.
Autumn, how I wish you were perpetual.
1 comment:
Super duper. I love this piece very creative and powerful.
Excellent!
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