Autums Wonder

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    Autums Wonder

    Mother Nature's breath brings autum leaves ever so softly swirling at my feet each a vibrant burst of color all on such a small surface it brings a smile to my wind redened face. I inhale the crisp air its a way to refresh and renew with colorful hope and dreams for the furture.

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    Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

    Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

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