Suave.A Poem by Fay SlimmA September experience of colour.![]()
Suave.
Very imposing enters suave September. Marvelously glossy as autumn should be. Wearing brown top-coat, collared in velvet. The costume no season selected but He.
Sleek chestnut hatted, swinging gold cane. Glorious September struts in again.
I wish you here to see it with me. © 2019 Fay SlimmFeatured Review
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