Rains recede— front door,
Autumn comes quiet— back door,
Harvest moon's no small,
Last of leaves begin to fall,
Winter waits ashore.
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Tanka |08.09.13|
Reasons and seasons! ! Muse of life, With the romance of nature. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
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Reasons and seasons, thanks for visiting.