Rustling, red leaves,
green still peeks over rocks,
never letting go.
Crujiendo, hojas rojas,
el verde aún se asoma sobre las rocas,
sin soltarlas nunca.
(PA bucket list)
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Red and wilted leaves
under the cloudy day,
the quite Canyon.
Haiku
Yours is a lovely short poem!
Yes one of the most incredible works of nature that I have ever witnessed. Many thanks for stopping by and for the encore 
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