tower street


october moon


the leaves that fall down all around are gold
the leaves that blow along the ground are gold

bright lime and carmine , russet red ,
lie crimson , yellow , brown and gold

the moon is sailing though the sky
cloud dreams lost in a gown of gold

curled daisy flowers with darkest hearts
their petals in a crown of gold

the doorstep's covered now with leaves
a footstep there will drown in gold


                          Anita Greg 15/11/2018

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