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Autumn Steps.
A robin sings..
The day holds her breath,
everything is still, quiet
drinking in his song.
Grey eye'd clouds
still their course,
as autumn step's
with gentle touch,
towards goodbye.
A robin sings..
The day holds her breath,
everything is still, quiet
drinking in his song.
Grey eye'd clouds
still their course,
as autumn step's
with gentle touch,
towards goodbye.
"Grey eye'd clouds..."
Just nice :D ~A~
Thank you, really glad you
Thank you, really glad you enjoyed it :-) Sue.