Her cheeks
are Macintosh apples.
She has corn silk hair,
eyes green as leaves.
A bright orange dress
with a backdrop
of blue sky,
and lemon sun.
Purple lips
draw up
in a pumpkin smile.
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I like to write mysteries because I like to read mystery stories. It all began with the Nancy Drew series by Carolyn Keene when I was a pre-teen in the 1950s. I have four published novels, poetry and short stories.
Monday, October 5, 2015
Autumn's Child by Patricia Crandall
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