Fall is coming

Drip
drip
the waters slip
down in to the valleys they drip
down the rocky slop
into the grove below
green and lush pink and red as rust
rivers bobble and flow
down the mountain they go
burp, slurp, swish, gurgle, and blow
water falls down below
green and lush pink and red as rust
flowers grow on green banks a glow
of yellow spruce, and pine cone
Fall is falling down below
mountains are calling
leaves are falling
moist and wet
Fall is coming

About Amanda Shelton

I write, and I do digital art. My life is never too boring, I think too much for my life to be nothing but interesting. I always put myself into my writing, so if you want to know how I think then just read my poetry, and short stories. Also I am brutally honest, and I love everyone unconditionally. No one is a stranger to me, I will treat you like I treat everyone else, like family.
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