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A Quiet Time

Ken Allan Dronsfield

Wing beats echo across the calm on the pond;
stirring mixed passions as summer fades away.
A warmer sun once greeted me; a cherished bond
but now the crispy mists are there to start my day.

Many trees blossom with colorful flowers of Fall,
we watch them slowly glide towards the ground;
squirrels are scurrying along the old stone wall;
stashing their acorns for winterīs coolish frowns.

Looking to the west I see the wood smoke rise;
from cabins on the hill so wondrously sublime.
The North brings the geese flying high in the skies.
Yes, Autumn resets her clock, itīs now Quiet Time.




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