Wednesday, 28 March 2012

Autumn

not the autumn of the golden sun that shines in your eyes at dusk    


not the leaves of the naked trees shivening in the breeze 


not the colours of shimmenng  gold, rusty red and green lime 

autumn .
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3 comments:

  1. Anonymous7 May 2012 at 13:50

    awsome

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  2. Anonymous7 May 2012 at 13:55

    I really like it becuse it tell's me about autumn.

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  3. Anonymous7 May 2012 at 20:34

    wow i love your autumn poem tim it is really cool.

    from chloe.

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