Until I Hear Those Red Autumn Words
red autumn songbirds
drift through the fields of gold
red autumn sycamore leaves
the bright sound of cathedral bells
red autumn rain
make ripples in the pond
until i hear
those red autumn words
Copyright © Gregory Golden | Year Posted 2020
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