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Peter Cullen
Poems
Aug 2014
Autumnal.
As the night collapses to the dawn of a new day,
I start to feel the seasons changing,
Mother Nature rearranging,
for now in gentle sways.
And as my bones lie weary,
maybe tired from the fight?
I can feel my body aging,
old thoughts and fears all rearranging.
As summers birds take flight.
So now with the Autumns harvest,
the seeds we failed to sow.
I can feel a yearning,
and life with all its learnings.
Life with all its learnings,
must surely help us grow.
Written by
Peter Cullen
Clane Co.Kildare Ireland
(Clane Co.Kildare Ireland)
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