Tall trees stand to attention
Still and silent in the chilly air
A dusky scene in late Autumn
Of a road that leads nowhere
On parade like proud soldiers
Bare branches reach up high
The evening moon shines bright
In a blue grey November sky
Love this, Julie. Your photo and title set the scene nicely. ?
Lovely poem Julie
Sat 28th Nov 2020 14:16
I wished that I was a tree, living a peaceful life. Good work
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julie callaghan
Sat 28th Nov 2020 23:10
Thank you all for the likes and lovely comments.