One who waits

[smokingboot]

Crisp grow the leaves all riding the sky
Autumn is here and I am nearby
Breathing the mist they shudder and sigh
Autumn is here and I am nearby
Ice on the ponds, and cold the crows fly
Autumn is here and I am nearby
Old grows the tune, that wildly winds cry:
Autumn is here and I am nearby.

Comments

[nyarbaggytep.livejournal.com]

So love this.

[smokingboot.livejournal.com]

Thank you, I'm delighted that you like it :-)