The Writings of Felina Silver

Fall; From My Porch Steps

The smell of a crisp fall morning tickles my nose. The wood burning from my neighbors fireplace alerts my senses. The scuffling of feet as the neighborhood boys play basketball at the freestanding  hoop cause me to glance their way. I’m happy to sit upon my porch taking in the brisk fall air. Fall; From…

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The smell of a crisp fall morning tickles my nose. The wood burning from my neighbors fireplace alerts my senses. The scuffling of feet as the neighborhood boys play basketball at the freestanding  hoop cause me to glance their way. I’m happy to sit upon my porch taking in the brisk fall air.

Fall; From My Porch Steps©

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By Felina Silver Robinson

 

 

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