Poem: In Autumn.

Autumn is a beautiful month, isn’t it? walking my dog among the leaves influenced this post, and the subject matter.

In autumn

they move amongst the leaves

the decay

bitter, not knowing, never knowing

What’s not good

what’s not okay

you see the clouds coming home

maybe in the stormy rain

blue

blue in autumn

knowing the wrong

and he’s alone to this day

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5 thoughts on “Poem: In Autumn.

  1. Corinne and Kirsty says:

    I think Autumn is the best season: bright colors, long walks, beautiful trees, jumpers and scented candles! I really enjoyed reading your poem! It is beautiful! xx corinne

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