The misty mornings, the foggy air.
The dampness crawls everywhere.
The Summer has left us, away it has flew.
Along comes Autumn under the wet morning dew.
©1998 "Summers End" Heidi McNab-Butler
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PoetryA collection of poetry I wrote that I wanted to share, Some previously published, some not. Dates ranging from my first to most recent. Hope you enjoy!
