The ash and birch, in golden garb,
Stand side by side,
Competing for Best Dressed award.
The apple tree
Quite stubbornly
Maintains last season’s greenery.
The poplar is disconsolate,
Its dress in tatters lies
Shredded by a vengeful wind,
Its bare arms breach the skies.
Cranberry, Virginia Creeper, gooseberry, rose
Proudly parade their new red clothes.
“Look at my berries,” cries the Mountain Ash.
The pear tree sniffs, “I’m the Best in Class.”
#Poetry #Autumn #MargaretGHanna #FashionParade
A Prairie Perspective 
Delightful, Margaret. Thank you.
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Just lovely… thanks. Ada
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Thanks, Ada. I’m glad you liked it.
On Wed, Nov 28, 2018 at 2:20 PM The View From Here wrote:
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