November 2019
Summer’s leaving
Colours changing
Leaves are dropping
Fall is here
Winds are blowing
Air is cooling
Winter’s vesper
Now I’m wishing
Spring’s warm whisper.
24 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Whisper
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crispina kemp 
Beautiful…thanks.
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Thank you 🙂
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Beautifully written Crispina
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Thank you, Sadje. I was already late with it so I took more time. Usually I rush to be the first to post (self-competing, that’s me!)
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Lol! I understand you
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The only season that leaves such beauty, a shame it leads to winter. Lovely poem!
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Thank you, Frank. I feel the same.
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Well done, Crispina.
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Thank you, Bill. Slightly more considered than my usual jot of the pen!
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This is beautiful. I’m in no rush for spring; shall enjoy autumn a bit more!
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True autumn hasn’t arrived here yet. Lots of berries, but the leaves remain stubbornly green and tenacious!
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Ours are all over the place. Very few reds ( 😦 ) and not overly lovely. I fear it will just jump from green to yellow to nothing!
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Autumn can be like that. Cantankerous. Curmudgenous. And downright moody!
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Yes, that is so. Our colours are really coming out now. It’s SO late!
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