Autumn: You Run Through My Mind All Year Long
Picturesque in Ember, I Shall Belong
Autumn: you run through my mind all year long
Lost miles in rubber burned joggers each day
Picturesque in ember, I shall belong
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September’s warm winds, a sweet little song
Tree branches listen; politely, they sway
Autumn: you run through my mind all year long
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Flowing leaves whisper as I pace along
“Open your sleepy eyes, do not delay.”
Picturesque in ember, I shall belong
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October’s spells cast like striking a gong
Compelling my feet on a rainy day
Autumn: you run through my mind all year long
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Tapping clay lightly, wet leaves tag along
Cruising by pumpkins and fresh bales of hay
Picturesque in ember, I shall belong
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November; the month I wish to prolong
Fall, my second home, I won’t waste one day
Autumn: you run through my mind all year long
Picturesque in ember, I shall belong
About the Creator
Marilyn Glover
I am a top Medium writer, editor, and owner of the publication Third Eye Gypsy. Poetry and spirituality are my favorite genres, and I like writing about topics often left untouched. Follow me at: https://gmarilyn009.medium.com/
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