Autumn. Poem by Roy Storey
Autumn.
As the birds
fly south
heralding winter.
Logs staked
for long winter nights
a round the fire.
We will tell our storys
of summer past.
Roy a very visual and warming write, especially the logs staked around the fire. Top Marks and thanks for sharing it my friend. David
What a lovely, nostalgic write. I look forward to autumn too. Kind wishes, Sandra
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I would like to translate this poem
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5/7/2024 9:23:43 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I thought down under birds flew North for Winter? Of no real concern though is there Mate as long as they get where they're going.