May 2014
Gusts swirl under moist sun sinking,
Leaves loft and fall into garden pond,
Fiercly, first colours assemble to brink,
Red maple burns throughout autumn.
Leaves loft and fall into garden pond,
Fiercly, first colours assemble to brink,
Red maple burns throughout autumn.
(Éire)
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