Crabtree Poem by Lovely Enchantress
Crabtree
Sitting in this room, this place my solitude.
The sun is hitting this room differently, the light is shifting.
From my window I see the leaves falling.
The Crabtree is starting to bare it's fruit.
I feel the chill in the night again.
Fall is slowly approaching.
Saturday, August 24, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: fall,tree,leaves,fruit
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