On Aspen road
one must listen closely to hear
leaves whisper secrets of moments
of long, long ago.
One must hold hands with nature
with no insecurities to take away
such beauty on a stroll
any chosen Autumn day.
On Aspen road it is well known
many hearts have fell
along with leaves
floating downward
casting a magical spell.
Shall you be blessed to stroll
down Aspen road.
What a beauty!❤️
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Wonderful you stopped by & left a heartfelt comment. Thank you 🌻
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This is beautiful! 😊
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Thank you, Irene… Jay 🙂
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