In Autumn's Moonlight
In Autumn's Moonlight
Leaves dance by chance...
In winds of change.
In Autumn's Moonlight
Shadows turn yesterday's garden...
To a rustle of blue and gray.
In Autumn's Moonlight
A breath turns to mist...
and the memory of a past love...
is a cool tear, upon a brisk soul.
poem by M.Dean Everett
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