When Nature Beckons Poem by Jayne Louise Davies
When Nature Beckons
Awakening to the morning mist,
That clouds the fields,
like one great shroud.
Waiting for the sun to rise,
To brighten up my feelings now.
A lonely crow flies to the trees,
I miss the summer,
The humming bees.
This is Autumn,
in its own way,
I welcome nature,
every day.
Jayne Louise Davies
This is Autumn, in its own way, I welcome nature...lovely expression!
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8/29/2026 1:49:47 AM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
lovely Jayne the piece is beautiful TFS