Scarlet flames the sunset in the early autumn twilight,
like a canopy of fire streaked with gold'
I sit gazing at this beautiful, awe inspiring sight,
as so many have before me, in days of eons old

The breeze upon my cheek, as a womans soothing hand,
so light the gentle fingers, such a lovers soft caress,
playing melodies, to barren trees, in this autumn golden land,
and stills the sounds of night, into thoughts of lonliness...

Laurie hill

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