day 331

slate blue sky hearkens winter’s arrival
but trees weep only brown leaves,
no vibrant colors like a peacock’s tail
to usher in the season with panache,
just a cool which hastens but doesn’t bite
and a coating of brown on a paler green.


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Eliza Alys Young, aka CreativEliza, is a free spirit, world traveler, creative expert, and part of multicultural family… Eliza shares her time between the US, Dominican Republic and beyond. When she is not caring for her high-energy kids, writing her poetry or for her blog, creating art or cooking up a storm, she is designing for her own company, Design Intense.

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