Jacqueline Le SueurJan 29, 20201 min readAutumnUpdated: Jan 30, 2020Pheasant calls, mist a gentle cloak. Ephemeral, you smiled and were gone.Written North Devonhttps://hellopoetry.com/poem/72256/autumn/
Pheasant calls, mist a gentle cloak. Ephemeral, you smiled and were gone.Written North Devonhttps://hellopoetry.com/poem/72256/autumn/
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