I am sort of loathed to be at the end of Autumn for another year.  So as a bit of a farewell to the season, I took myself for a little photographic tour this morning of all the trees and leaves which have been the objects of my out of window looking all season...
Check the hidden bee...
Honied yellow dripping gold,
     Leaf of autumn 
          in the cold
     Dancing on
          in crisp despair
     Whirling on
          enchanted air
     Falling silently to
          earthen tomb
     Away from tree's
          rooted arm
     Perhaps the silence
          broken then
     By hollow cries
          of autumn grief
    Synchronized with
          the falling leaf
from Poetseers.org
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