Florals
By Hamlet Place I see,
Autumn frames touch chilly;
Dry cold windy tells me,
Grim sense of wintry spree;
A message in the air,
Confronts a sudden flair;
Cold as cold can chill me,
A telling in a spree;
Dry florals yellow tell,
Drown as cold draft moves spell;
From here on I will see,
Winter blot white snowy.
Till then the way looks cool
For the sage and the fool.
Leon Enriquez
03 May 2018
Hamlet Place, ACT
Copyright © Leon Enriquez | Year Posted 2018
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