A bright November bouquet of oak leaves, caught up in the pine branches
Was just perched there, gloriously bright, caught in the Pine branches; and will most likely remain there, glowing, til the middle of some dark winter's night, when the cold wind gusts and sends the paled leaves on their way.
Comment: " How Fairy Tales are born."
Answer: Oh yes! So true, really.
"Once upon a time there was a magic shining bouquet of bright Oak Leaves, nestled in the shielding arms of the Pine Forest."
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