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Windy Fall Morning

By JAMES GROB

Bold bluster.
Chilly mist
Rays of bliss
And one-half of a 
Colorful promise.
I watch a train in the sky
Railroad cars roll and roar by.
No whispers today
But whistles and
Rumbles.
Leaves scurry, frightened from their
Summer homes.
Autumn alive!