This Day of Autumn Shivered
This day of Autumn shivered
And then did sneeze.
A thousand gold-leafed foiling
Of birch, beech spilt.
Soon, and colder, will it be
Known for its wheeze.
What from off each bough, dance-frozed
Spooks finch's lilt.
Copyright © James Watkin | Year Posted 2022
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