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About This Poem
An Autumn Strain
I set off on one of my dreams
Under sunlight's pale golden beams
Meandering tawny meadows
Looking for harvest gold rainbows
Reflections in gurgling brooks,streams.
Trees preparing to bare their soul
Cascading leaves russet,brown fold
To lay down a carpet of gold
A nip in the air warmness stole
Nature hibernates as I stroll.
contest title"Autumn Splendor"
yasmin khan 28/08/2012.
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