Autumn Poem by Glenda PalmerVibert

Autumn



On mid October mornings
The tired sun sleeps late
And night's reluctant shadows
Withdraw themselves and wait

But you had best rise early
And walk the woods so deep
To see along their branch
The deepening colours seep

Look well and look intently
At every coloured thing
And save them up for winter
When you've forgotten Spring.

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