
In a moment
Dying autumn leaf, /
Whisper now how winter comes: /
With or without love?
.
.
#autumn #winter #leaf #whisper #love #nolove #photo #haiku #poem #poetry #moment #davidebooker #oldnorthknoxville #november #sunday #2021 #112121

In a moment
Dying autumn leaf, /
Whisper now how winter comes: /
With or without love?
.
.
#autumn #winter #leaf #whisper #love #nolove #photo #haiku #poem #poetry #moment #davidebooker #oldnorthknoxville #november #sunday #2021 #112121
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