Walking closer to the window, I watch leaves, gold and orange, silently drop down, covering the ground like a mother coving her child from the chill of night. Sap in trees begins to relax and settle into the ground as the leaves bed it down for a wintery sleep....
The rose bush in spring brings forth its buds with bloom to follow. Then the fading of color, and intoxicating fragrance that distinguishes a rose from any other plant in the garden, as one by one the petals fall to the ground. Gathering up the aged beauty we try to...
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