Form: Englyn proest gadwynog
The seasons turned, summer passed
The cricket games came and went
As colours change the trees blast
Vibrant hues in autumn’s want
Soon our feet can kick through fall
To sit on the cooling shore
The lake ripples, softly call
Time passing the seasons share
©JGFarmer2020
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I am a freelance writer and poet and started writing after raising my two boys as a way of discovering just who Jez is. That is still very much an on-going project but the journey so far has introduced me to many wonderful friends and fellow writers through an ever growing love of poetry.
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Another soul stirring slice. Re-posted it: https://grumpysgiftspoetry.org/2020/08/27/colours-change-jg-farmer-raven/
Thanks a bunch.
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