Floating all night on waves of clouds
Searching for what life enshrouds
Woke in the morning to the misty dew
Lost in thought of the day anew.
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The first few stanzas reminded me of when I was a kid and did an early morning paper round.Thanks for the memories.
You really write well, Hazel...The exuberance of autumn really flows out of the poem...I also have a similar poem on my page, Autumn of the year 1988.