Autumn Memories

and writing group link for Friday.

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         Autumn Memories  

Pine needles lay 
crisscross along the
side of the road. 
Thick in spots—
piled high like the
leaves my children
and I raked yesterday.
I smile.
I think of my children
diving into the giant pile
throwing leaves up over 
their heads— I continue 
my walk, a path of orange
and red crunching under my feet.
Apple picking comes to mind.
My children were four or five 
I remember their small hands 
holding the red apple so tight
to take their first bite.
Their eyes were wide at the taste.  
The sweet juice ran down their chins.  
What a glorious season. 
Slow down. 
Take it in.

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Run to Write Community writing group meets this

Friday 10/21 on zoom from 1-1:30 pm (EST).

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