Turning Leaf Poem by David Lacey

Turning Leaf



The nights are growing short once more
As Autumn opens Winters door
And Summer sleeping beauty casts
Into the web of woven pasts
So sleeping there 'til Spring awakes
And from her dreams the Summer shakes.

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David Lacey

David Lacey

Middlesbrough
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