Sunday, December 13, 2009

Autumn Walk



Autumn Walk


Sunward

I

tilt

my

head

toward

the

bronze

colored

brow

of

trees

and

fields.

And

there

in

the

quiet

song

of

a

cricket

I’m

proud

as

the

beauty

of

a

bluebird

in

autumn’s

town.


________________________


Danny P. Barbare

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