A silent tear, the Goddess of Autumn High above the Red Mountain night walked among the tall grasses A silent whisper , October love the leaves under our feet The dance has begun, the bird and her family in the treetops of tall grasses harmonized singing sweet lullabies the sons and daughters of winter would not put off their white blossoms dazed on the tops a night lamp Misty yellow , color
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for not Posting Award Acceptances. I should say that you are my
friends and your “Likes” and very beautiful “Comments” are the best
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With love Stefan Maxima
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A message to my friends and all of you who enjoy reading my short story and poetry.