I like the fall
The mist and all
I like the night owl’s lonely call
And wailing sound
Of wind around
I like the gray
November day
And bare, dead boughs that coldly sway
Against my pane
I like the rain
I like to sit
And laugh at it
And tend my cozy fire a bit
I like the fall
The mist and all
Did you write that? I currently live in the Caribbean, but am from the NE US…this poem is exactly how I feel often.
I really enjoyed reading it…whether yours or not, thank you for sharing.
Not mine. “Dixie Wilson” apparently. http://holyjoe.org/poetry/willson.htm
I will have to look into this person…i thought i wasnt a poetry guy…but that poem really touched me.
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