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Autumn Mornings (Constanza)Grass is covered with morning dew Birds flitter through the morning sky I watch them all, as they fly by. Autumn is here, there are some clues Leaves show their brilliant colours Birds sing gently, as they flutter. Leaves change, under a sky so blue Autumn mornings are getting cool Kids wrap up and they head to school. Calm, warm days, there are, but a few Wind picks up, leaves are on the ground The cool breeze blows them all around. Seasons change, they begin anew Each passing day, the leaves may change This is what God, had prearranged. Copyright Cynthia Jones Sept.25/2007 This is my first attempt at a Constanza. Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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