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This is my reflection of autum written for poetry contest "Autums Reflection" |
| The season of my choice has come to call again, It brings me to rejoice and remember times of when. I sit alone beside myself so silent in the wood, Once again I'm on the hunt and reflect as I should. To feel the beauty of the world that surounds me now, Moves me to a place of peace and love abounds somehow. Deep within the forrest I'm with the one I miss the most, Twas my father who's now gone but I am with his ghost. |