Autumn Days

Europe, Poetry, The Netherlands

 

 

 

 

 

The leaves changing colour, falling.

The trees soon to become skeletons, naked, silent.

Cool winds, short days. 

The sun, like candle light, casting long shadows; 

The feeling of life changing, time ticking away

On our lives. This time together

Precious. 

Winter on the way and in the nights, creeping in the darkness

The kiss of silence, eternal. 

 

 

 

 

 

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