Leaflet Poem by douglas lewis

Leaflet



Through the window
And onto my lap
A leaf in aging yellow,
In time a brittle brown.
A calling card from autumn,
I'll soon arrive in town.

Wednesday, August 9, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: autumn,leaves,time
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Phyllis Strong 09 August 2017

“A calling card from autumn, I'll soon arrive in town.” Love this poem Douglas!

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