Wind’s War

A blustery day of early Fall, a war ‘between wind and trees The broganned breeze trumps boldly into strip the mottled leaves Its icy fingers grab and pull with swirling, gusty fists Coloured leaves before the storm of rain and…
A blustery day of early Fall, a war ‘between wind and trees The broganned breeze trumps boldly into strip the mottled leaves Its icy fingers grab and pull with swirling, gusty fists Coloured leaves before the storm of rain and…