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#438231voted by our readers
By ASwanger BRONZE
Council Bluffs, Iowa

Leaves turning from green to bright colors Trees turning slim and pale Fresh smell of leaves fills the air Leaves rustling in the wind and falling to the ground Kids jumping...
ASwanger BRONZE, Council Bluffs, Iowa
1 article 0 photos 0 comments

#438232 Poetry
By smparis18 BRONZE
Clarkston, Michigan
smparis18 BRONZE, Clarkston, Michigan
1 article 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;If you can&#039;t explain it simply, you don&#039;t understand it well enough.&quot;<br /> -Albert Einstein

#438233 Poetry
ElisaTheDuck ELITE, Rigaud, Other
323 articles 5 photos 166 comments
#438234 Poetry
By Lilith-x SILVER
Gilbert, South Carolina
Lilith-x SILVER, Gilbert, South Carolina
5 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
"Words have no power to impress the mind without the exquisite horror of their reality." - Edgar Allan Poe

#438235 Poetry
By Anonymous
#438236 Poetry
By jellyinthesky PLATINUM
Renton, Washington
jellyinthesky PLATINUM, Renton, Washington
26 articles 0 photos 22 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;wow, you have a shit-ton of cheese.&quot;

#438237 Poetry
By DancingJEan BRONZE
Crestline, Ohio
DancingJEan BRONZE, Crestline, Ohio
2 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;Music can change the world because it can change people.&quot; -Bono

#438238 Poetry
By Aubreylax PLATINUM
Pomfret Center, Connecticut
Aubreylax PLATINUM, Pomfret Center, Connecticut
22 articles 0 photos 25 comments

Favorite Quote:
Give in to love, or live in fear

ALauren13 BRONZE, Lilburn, Georgia
1 article 0 photos 0 comments
#438240 Poetry
By FrenchBlues BRONZE
Bronx, New York
FrenchBlues BRONZE, Bronx, New York
2 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
&ldquo;Do you think I am an automaton? &mdash; a machine without feelings? and can bear to have my morsel of bread snatched from my lips, and my drop of living water dashed from my cup? Do you think, because I am poor, obscure, plain, and little, I am soulless and heartless? You think wrong! &mdash; I have as much soul as you &mdash; and full as much heart! And if God had gifted me with some beauty and much wealth, I should have made it as hard for you to leave me, as it is now for me to leave you. I am not talking to you now through the medium of custom, conventionalities, nor even of mortal flesh: it is my spirit that addresses your spirit; just as if both had passed through the grave, and we stood at God&#039;s feet, equal &mdash; as we are!&rdquo;