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Autumn Morning

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On a perfect autumn morning

when the air is clean and crisp,

mist slowly moves toward the light,

blurring the mirror image of trees

glimpsed on the surface of the pond.

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Author: BHW

I am an octogenarian, mother, grandmother, wife, sister, friend, voracious reader, and amateur poet. I am dedicated to keeping both my mind and body active through yoga and tai chi, walks with my dog, rich discussion with my book club and 80+ groups, and numerous other activities. I have a deep curiosity about the world and its inhabitants.

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  1. LuAnne Holder's avatar

    Lovely, Betty. I see your trees haven’t turned yet (if this is a recent photo). With all those leaves, any day now you are going to see a burst of color I suspect. Enjoy!

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