Under a bright autumn sky
the day is quiet, tomb like
wrapped in a golden shroud
but the cold still seeps in
penetrating bone deep, like grief
as the trees silently surrender
© Ann Bagnall
Annie's Poetry
Words and Pictures
Under a bright autumn sky
the day is quiet, tomb like
wrapped in a golden shroud
but the cold still seeps in
penetrating bone deep, like grief
as the trees silently surrender
© Ann Bagnall
Annie's Poetry 