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Forgotten
Perhaps
Tis time
To lay down my quill
As interest in my writing
Has fallen ill
As an Autumn leaf
Abandons the tree
Despite the colour
It has died
As it falls gently
Floating on the wind
Of destiny
Knowing
That it will soon
Be trodden under foot
And forgotten
by Jemia
Tis time
To lay down my quill
As interest in my writing
Has fallen ill
As an Autumn leaf
Abandons the tree
Despite the colour
It has died
As it falls gently
Floating on the wind
Of destiny
Knowing
That it will soon
Be trodden under foot
And forgotten
by Jemia
Published 16th Oct 2022
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16th Oct 2022 12:43pm
What a great poem, Jemia, so solemn & morose, the coming fall beautifully expressed here! However, I hope you stick around a bit longer, a lot longer, lol as Billy's submitting a double bill of poems on New Year's Eve & wants you to be a part of all that can be good about that time of year! 😊
16th Oct 2022 4:24pm
