fallen autumn leaf
I can watch it for so long
blessed with nature love
Note: See the fallen leaf. Isn’t it mesmerizing, with its lovely pigmentations. Happiness comes in such small moments, in simple appreciation of nature.
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Seema Patel
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Nature's tints are the prettiest