Granite sky weeps its tears
Over leaves and grasses
No relief from blue skies
Can be found in this day
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Fiona, take a walk in my autumn garden called Hard Cider. I think you'll enjoy it as much as I enjoyed this lovely one on yours. Val
A lovely nature poem, I love the changing of the seasons too, our spring is with us with lots of colour in our garden, with a promise of much more to come. 10+
Indeed the parade of seasons is a joy like your poem and mother nature can be nasty at times....thanks for a lovely read regards