REPOSE
The trees stand bare,
rising to touch the autumn sky.
A luscious, deep mellow scent,
of fallen leaves fills the breath
and I breathe too deep
to hold it close.
Once again I am walking past
the old idyllic gates
of the places where I used to be.
rising to touch the autumn sky.
A luscious, deep mellow scent,
of fallen leaves fills the breath
and I breathe too deep
to hold it close.
Once again I am walking past
the old idyllic gates
of the places where I used to be.
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