It comes again

Posted on September 2, 2018 by

fall

Just three weeks to go

as written on the cards

the cold wind will blow

Gold and amber will set the fall

To make me alone again

Back to back against the heater

Working to fill a blank space

Prompted from afar

 

About Lindsay Craik

Writer & Poet Poetry, plays and short stories
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