A Touch Of Fall - Poem by Sandi Holland
I saw a touch of fall today.
It was the morning when I walked.
The coming season to me talked.
The turning trees along the way,
Were not quite turning yet, but I
Expect to see it by and by.
The sky was cloudy, heavy, gray.
As I walked on I heard a word.
It was a bird, but that's absurd.
For birds a word they cannot say,
But in my fancy on my walk,
Imagined I the bird did talk.
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