The season of fall is coming to an end


End of September

Rains have started to drizzle
Ripples in water
With mild cold evenings
Leaves have gone yellow
Poetry in falling rain drops
Red roses bow in water
There is a broken butterfly wings
That little thing has died
Nature sends things ahead
Some it takes away
Time to close windows
Colder it has grown
Soon winters will come
Wood stoves will lighten
And i will listen to radio old......



Poetry by MIRZA AHMER BEG The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2022-09-25 at 14:46

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