An autumn mist swirls
Bathing nature in a white blanket
Dog red wood stalks empty borders
Bragging in upright self-importance
As deciduous friends fade
In to crisp carcases
Silent for months
Listening for Spring's sweet call
(This poem is inspired by the novel and film versions of The Secret Garden.)
beautiful words and I love that film
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Many thanks for you kind comment Beth.
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A wonderful poem for this novel and movie!
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It is a wonderful novel and movie, which transports the mind.
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I saw that movie, it was great. The poem is beautiful too.
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Thank you, glad it resonated.
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