Autumn Fall
May you dance
through the fallen leaves
Pirouette on the
golden reds and greens
Category: NATURE
After Sunset, Poetry by Javane Stewart
Why is that with the fall of the sun I lose my mind?
Or it goes on a night long journey to thoughts unkind
The sun’s absence accounts for a lot sometimes
As soon as it sets, the mind of a loner chimes
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