One More Reason to Mourn Summer's Passing

Fall has come and, almost as if a switch was thrown,
The poets all become nostalgic, mawkish, rueful,
Rotten as the fruits which lie beneath the brightly
Colored trees.



Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2020-09-23 at 23:22

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