I see light cascading through the trees
And feel the calming, cooling breeze
And so walk on with a sense of ease.
The sun-rays fall like drops of snow,
Inquisitive of the nice scenery I slow
To aptly admire the translucent show.
Looming silhouettes are all around,
Leaves are making an eerie sound
Blowing across the Autumn ground.
I like the sense of being able to roam
But so beckoning is my humble home –
I am now feeling so incredibly alone.
Copyright Andrew Stevenson 08/09/2024
Thank you. Love love, Andrew.
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