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Mysteriously Autumn



Leaves on trees,
Now a spangle of colour?
Resisting the increasing breeze,
Trees sway,
Like dancing silhouettes,
Two and fro,
Often creaking as they go,
Mysteriously Autumn,
Moves in unnoticed,
Clouds hide,
A watery sun
Thus, providing a beautiful spectacle,
So, pleasing on the eye,
A new Season has arrived,
As the previous one passes by.

John Baverstock

John Baverstock

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