Day 28:: Autumn Repose

Artscapes by Steve
 Artscapes by Steve

NATURE’S NEW LOOK

The feathers of the willow

Are half of them grown yellow

Above the swelling stream.

And ragged are the bushes,

And rusty are the rushes,

And wild the clouded gleam.

The thistle now is older,

His stalk begins to moulder,

His head is white as snow.

The branches all are barer,

The linnet’s song is rarer,

The robin pipeth now.

~ Richard Watson Dixon

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