Autumn Light
And now we lose the light
The chill of shorter days
Shivering through the cobwebs
Soggy silver hunting nets
Strewn dewy amongst the weeds
And mouldering auburn leaf-fall
The occasional flash of gold or red
Between the darker shades
The grim-hued palette of the tired ground
As it awaits the swirling fogs
That will soon embrace it
And bring the freezing kiss of Winter
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