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Autumn
Jack Frost whispering he is on his way.
The wind tests the leaves, will they fall or stay.
Two robins gossip in a far off tree.
A hint of golden brown on the leaves, on the trees.
Autumn announcing it's arrival on the scene
with the falling of a single leaf off an old oak tree.
This simple monologue, of whats to come.
Its just the turning of a leaf in the great book of life.
Gentle rain starts to chitter chatter down on a old tin roof.
The sun leaves over the horizon without even a nod.
Jack Frost cheers, and spreads his coat of white.
and the leaves start to fall rustic coloured rain.
Im talking about autumns arrival on the scene.
comp entry 15/09/2016
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