Summer's End
The earth looks tired
Harvest home, the silos full
Dust swirls in the breeze
Birds inspect the dry rubble
Hills long burnt by the sun, wait
Barbara Gorelick 7/11/11
Brown..for Nette's color contest
Copyright © Barbara Gorelick | Year Posted 2011
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