When Seasons Go Poem by Jayne Louise Davies

When Seasons Go

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Those summer days seem far away,
It's a rather blustery day,
Trees are bending to and fro,
The mist on mountainside rests low.
The petals on the flowers bright,
Are holding on for dear life.
I think that I can safely say,
Those summer days have gone away.

Jayne Louise Davies

Sunday, September 4, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: summer
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Jayne Louise Davies

Jayne Louise Davies

Abercynon, Rhondda Cynon Taff
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