It is a fall by Ann Wood
It's autumn...And I don't like autumn at all,
because summer is gone then
and with it goes the laughter...
It's autumn...
And rainy boulevards shine,
the leaves drip sadly, breathless and heartless,
the orphaned trees-quiver smoothly
and stretch out their hands to nothing...
It's autumn...
And I don't like autumn at all,
stole my summer sun
turned my soul into a berry
thrown out all alone in the cold!It is a fall
Poetry by Ann Wood
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Written on 2024-08-26 at 21:48
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