In Metaphor Trees

Originally posted on Tink's ChapBlog ~ Tales of the Tribe. Mythopoeic Verse:
The leaves of the Maple have fallen by now. All but the few still linger, somehow. Glory! in colors – green, red and orange! I feel I should know them; I don’t, they are foreign. And something as strange as leaves from a…

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