As It Turns Poem by Thomas Kane
As It Turns
As we meet the fall mood yellows
Leaves depart life to enter the ground
Roots anchored in dissolve what mellows
This tree, this life what follows goes around
I m a fellow feeling mellow in yellow In a good mood for food i say hellow To the shy waiter The hungry painter I dont like the menu though; No! Have a good chuckle and good day
Nice short and naturally to the point. Waiting for more
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life of nature always is natural on its paces and ways