Autumn Poems

Crisp morning
Walking the dog
The sky blushes with russet light

Burning off
Fire crackles
Smoke curling through the trees

Sun setting
Long shadows
Leaves floating one by one

Dusk brings
cheeky possums
Scampering loudly through the trees

by Alison Cassidy

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