~ Prose (Part I)

~ Prose (Part I)
Winter is nipping at Autumns multicolored train, trimmed in gold she rivals the Sun.

This morning she woke with Winters first breath clinging to flora, fauna, her terra firma 

Abode, chilled. She longs to continue her flamboyant promenade throughout the countryside, knowing in her wake beauty blooms and eyes behold the brush of Gods hand.

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