Birds woke me early this morning Their song rose high and clear I was not annoyed to be woken so Their song was a blessing to my ear. Their song rose high and clear Through the town's urban noise Their... Continue Reading →
I look at my reflection Staring back at me - From a faded looking glass That has aged disgracefully. The age spots on the mirror, They warn of mine to be - Should I last so long As the years... Continue Reading →
The witch stood at the door She had no need to stare No need for words or gesture We all knew she was there. The tree leaves quivered Though no breeze was there The birds fell silent in the glade... Continue Reading →
The scent of autumn So crisp and strong Fills my lungs with song. I want to sing and dance Where the harlequin leaf Falls and rustles at my feet.
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