As Autumn comes in it's full glory, I see all the colors from my gallery, Getting ready for the cold winter nights, Trees are preparing themselves for their annual fights. While the green leaves are turning themselves into yellow,orange,purple and red, I wonder what is going inside their heart as they are going to shed, Are they ready to let go of their mates, Or just accepting what is written in their fates? While they are having their internal conflicts, What others can see are just those beautiful sights, Where the colors of their lives comes alive in front ofour eyes, And all we can do is admire their beauty and sacrifice. -JMJ
A Life's Journey 
Their sacrifice makes for a lovely sight. But we can never imagine what must be going through their minds. Beautifully written, Joyce
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Thank you for understanding the essence of the poem. I really appreciate it.
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The annual pilgrimage of mother nature’s glorious sojourns
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Thank you for sharing your valuable thought here. Much appreciated.
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My pleasure Joyce
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😊🙏
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A natural process that trees accept. How wonderful it is to walk in the park through the piles of dry leaves and the sound they make!
Thank you.
Joanna
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Yes… You are absolutely right. It’s really wonderful to walk during that time. Thank you for sharing your thoughts here. I really appreciate it.
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Yes, the colorful autumn is here. I love autumn and wish it can be longer.
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I hope you have a wonderful Autumn days ahead. Thank you for sharing your thoughts here. I really appreciate it.
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Wow beautifully written…loved it
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Thank you for visiting my blog and sharing your thoughts here. I really appreciate it.
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