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Gather
It is quiet now
the sun moves up the ridge
honey crisp scent of freedom
hovers, engulfing all the air
pangs of pleasure peal
primrose bows her head
yellow paints the morning
the fields are all a glow
dew dressed up the hackles
glisten comes to call
enlighten paints the picture
leaves begin to fall
recall enters to the garden
tiny footfalls traced in awe
nothing goes unnoticed
gaze and gather in it all
the sun moves up the ridge
honey crisp scent of freedom
hovers, engulfing all the air
pangs of pleasure peal
primrose bows her head
yellow paints the morning
the fields are all a glow
dew dressed up the hackles
glisten comes to call
enlighten paints the picture
leaves begin to fall
recall enters to the garden
tiny footfalls traced in awe
nothing goes unnoticed
gaze and gather in it all
Published 30th Sep 2019
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30th Sep 2019 5:11pm
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30th Sep 2019 10:15pm
Autumn is my favorite colour :-)
30th Sep 2019 11:11pm
30th Sep 2019 11:52pm
1st Oct 2019 1:47am
Your gracefulness with words is unsurpassed Tim...truly beautiful write man.
Cheers...Harry
Cheers...Harry
1st Oct 2019 5:27am
Absolutely beautiful, Tim! I never thought you could ever get any better than you were once upon a time. 🍂🍁
2nd Oct 2019 10:21pm
