41. Autumn Poem
Autumn mornings,
Foggy and wet;
Dewy grass -
With diamonds beset.
Autumn mornings,
Foggy and wet;
Dewy grass -
With diamonds beset.
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September enters- Autumn's hazy days...
Warm golden sun, shadows dance and play.
Seeds are released, Finches feed their way,
Blackberries plump, ripened, have come to stay...
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The fiery red and crunchy leaves
come as the summer flees.
The green grass gleams
A misty morning -
Pumpkins in the air, while boots
Crunch on autumn leaves.