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Plant’s Duress (poem)

Summers end, plant’s duress,

Turning red from all the stress…

Time is near for leaves to fall,

Bright colors first will change them all…

Look forward to this change in hue,

It really makes for quite the view…

A time of year for plants to shine,

When all the green is left behind.

© 2018 – James Sponseller – mindescapes.net

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