Walk Through Life

This is the last colours of autumn
brittle to my eyes

Bitter cold will line the graveyard with grey snow
Dirty ground in dark days

The same pair of boots though
walk on grass, leaves, snow
into the far away spring dew

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Author: Cassa Bassa

🇦🇺🇨🇳 inquisitive, observant, witty, a thinker, was a misfit child 😊

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