Autumn Teatime
Taps of icy drops on the pane,
horizontal rain beating the bricks,
the blustery wind takes over raking,
mounding drifts of colored leaves
in the lee of the pines,
curlicues of orange spice tea
tickle my nose as I warm
my hands on the mug.
--bam
Taps of icy drops on the pane,
horizontal rain beating the bricks,
the blustery wind takes over raking,
mounding drifts of colored leaves
in the lee of the pines,
curlicues of orange spice tea
tickle my nose as I warm
my hands on the mug.
--bam
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