The Greenery Wafts To Celestial Skies - Poem by David Mitchell
The greenery wafts to celestial skies,
Ascending, descending, in eerie disguise,
And everything that the songthrush was taught
Is wafted away by a stormcloud of thought.
Viridian limetrees disposed of their leaves,
Oft falling from high like autumnal soft sleeves,
Ascending, descending, with languid red sighs,
The greenery wafts to celestial skies.
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