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Jason Palmer

(5 April 1971 / Huddersfield)

Autumn


Round, large, crunchy leaves
Clear cold views
Autumn is here

Where did summer go?
Did I appreciate her?
Was my time indoors wasted?

I neglected her, she left
But now
Is Autumn time

Her bare Spring Trees
Refreshingly cold breezes
Her early dark night moods

Some lament summer
Some can not let go
She was special

But as autumn embraces
I feel her beauty
I enjoy to walk with her

Things change
I enjoy Autumn
I enjoy to walk with her

Things change
I enjoy Autumn
She has her own way

Autumn, neglected
Due to summers fame
But I love her
It is my way

Submitted: Monday, November 12, 2012
Edited: Monday, November 12, 2012

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