Crimson leaves descend,
each one a farewell ember,
earth holds their last song.
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Beautiful Autumn 🌼😊🌼
Such a delicate and moving haiku.
This has a beauty to it that sings to the soul. Welcome back
Really nice to recite aloud. Rolls off the tongue like honey. Great work Jason!
What a perfect ode to autumn. My favorite season. Missed reading your work.
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By Jason “Jay” BenskinExclusive • 2 years ago
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Comments (5)
Beautiful Autumn 🌼😊🌼
Such a delicate and moving haiku.
This has a beauty to it that sings to the soul. Welcome back
Really nice to recite aloud. Rolls off the tongue like honey. Great work Jason!
What a perfect ode to autumn. My favorite season. Missed reading your work.