Sight To Behold
Sitting on the porch
The sun was setting down
A sight to behold
Green leaves blowing in the breeze
Red leaves setting down; on the ground
A sight to behold
The sitting sun lit up the sky
Vibrant, warm, colours
A sight to behold
Like a pretty girl
Dancing in the street
A sight to behold
Like a new-born
Suckling
A sight to behold
It was autumn; almost warm
I thought to myself
What a sight to behold
Ash from wildfires
The other side of the ocean
Gave me a sight to behold
So, there I sat
Thinking about
Unwanted sights
Copyright © Jo Mykle Hofseth | Year Posted 2020
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