November Loss
In fog-shawled autumn the memory
returns to me, bittersweet as
cardinal fruits of hawthorn,
the fallen, fading leaves...
lost berry-baby
nestled within
blankets of
morning
mist.
9 November 2022
A November Nonet poetry contest
Copyright © Charlotte Puddifoot | Year Posted 2022
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