Walking through the woods
Engulfed in orange
Leaves cascade from the trees
Each a slight variation
Tangerine, burnt amber, cantaloupe
Ginger, apricot, honey, rust
I step on a crunchy carpet
as I saunter down the path
The gray days of winter are coming
But today is only orange
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I am a native Texan who has lived for the past 27 years in Los Angeles. I am a published author of both short memoir and fiction, a Pushcart nominee, a nationally award-winning writing coach, an editor, as well as a Licensed Professional Counselor in the state of Texas. In addition, I am the mother of three grown daughters of whom I am extremely proud, a grandmother of three darling children and the wife of a man I still love after 41 years.
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