Harvest Moon
Harvest Moon
A fox cub barking,
Shadows long across the land,
Harvest Moon rising.
From an old barn an owl hoots.
Summer fades, this tranquil night.
Barry Stebbings
21/09/16
Copyright © Barry Stebbings | Year Posted 2016
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