Autumn me, autumn you.

Autumn me, autumn you.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

In the wake
of our ancestral past
brought together
relatives present
all waiting for
their autumn colours
and the rebirth
of new growth -
the family tree.

© 2020 andrew mitchell


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Nicely done my friend! ~Sharon

Posted 5 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

5 Years Ago

Thank you for your kind words Sharon

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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

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