The Season of Change Posted by hrh66 0 The colorful leaves fall from the trees, dancing to the ground. I walk through them, admiring the feel of the misty morning on my skin. Though, it’s just a vision of what once was long ago before the finally war. Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)MoreClick to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pocket (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading...
