Thursday 4 October 2012

Autumns Chill

Autumns Chill
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Clear night herald  Autumns Chill.
Silver Moon plough's blue sky's, still.
Warm breath floats like morning mist.
The wonders nature does enlist!

Morning dew hangs on spider web.
Festooning pine like gossamer thread. 
Sun bathed world shimmers Gold.
A wealth of wonders to unfold.

Long shadows cast there eerie shade.
Leaves turn red in Forest glade.
Silence sits upon the land.
Awaiting the touch of Winters hand.
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