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Autumn Sounds

Isn’t it strange how sound
travels in the crisp Autumn
air?
Voices of children playing
everywhere.

Church bells sound so loud
and clear. Train whistles
from afar, yet sound so near.

The rustling wind through
the old oak trees.
The humming of
the last honey bees.

Scarlet leaves whirling
to their winter bed,
silently falling but
yet not quite dead.

Season’s magic is being spun,
what a wonderful time to enjoy
the warmth of the bright golden
sun, and the sound of Autumn’s
last run.

Jackie R. Kays
Copyright…2004

 







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