Posted in 2018 Till Spring 🌬 vcl©️ Posted on October 8, 2018October 8, 2018 by Nfocus4you It is the time of year again I hear the autumn call In the cool brisk north wind The whispering willows Do their thing Dropping leaves that cover Things that will not be found Till spring. And the last birds sing. Those birds, they sing of everything They have seen, soaring near and far Flying high as they return From whenst they came Stealing grain, singing of The journey home again Slipping away to warmer climes Life renewed. On the other side. Share this:TwitterFacebookPinterestLike this:Like Loading...
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