Notes From My Garden
Late Summer sings with lazy voice.
Autumn turns a new leaf.
Green becomes gold--her story told.
Winter's echo in bas relief.
Golden leaves with red blush,
Preen as if there's no rush.
October 24, 2021
Line Gauthier's Bite Size contest #24
Honorable Mention
Copyright © Ann Peck | Year Posted 2021
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