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The Scarlet Leaf of Autumn's EndDid you see it! There it goes again, Swirling, whirling, gliding like a magical carpet. The warm Autumn air pushing it along. Slowly twisting, descending, but not quite touching down. Then quickly rising back into the late Autumn sky. Like a bird, it flutters and soars higher and higher. Can you still see it? It's almost out of sight. Oh! It's gone! I wonder where it will eventually land? That last scarlet leaf at Autumn's end. Jackie R. Kays Copyright…2001 Vote for this poem
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