autumn at the cottage
you sit on a bench
beneath a leafy ash tree
wind sways the weathered swing
dusk is slowly falling...
suddenly on a branch – a drowsy pale owl
blinking with wise eyes
you are drowsing too...
just blow out the lantern
and sink into the fluffy quilt
passed down from your grandma
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