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Raking piles of leaves
Trees now empty of color—
Autumn’s leftovers
Unhurried
Morning’s icy breath
Winter playing hide ‘n seek—
Goodbye autumn friend
Treasured
Lonely tree branches
Always full of memories—
Final leaf falling
Transitions (Haiku Series #353)
Big Sky Buckeye 
Even though the trees are almost empty of their foliage there is so much beauty in the starkness of them. I love watching as the sun goes down and they now create silhouettes of delicate patterns in their emptiness.
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Your “Treasured” haiku, and the line about the final leaf falling, reminded me of two lines from Samuel Taylor Coleridge’s poem “Christobel”:
“The one red leaf, the last of its clan,
That dances as often as dance it can.”
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Winter is indeed playing Hide n’ Seek right now. Tomorrow is in the 70’s here and then down to freezing for the weekend. Happy Thanksgiving to you and your family!
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This has been a very short fall season with “lonely tree branches” popping up all over the place. 🙂
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This autumn the colors were magnificent here in the Pocono, as we approached winter the earth will fall asleep for a time and wake once next spring.
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The fun of raking leaves and jumping in the piles as a child
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