• @Ghast
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    52 years ago
    I like the fall
    The mist and all
    I like the night owl’s lonely call
    And wailing sound
    Of wind around
    
    I like the gray
    November day
    And bare, dead boughs that coldly sway
    Against my pane
    I like the rain
    
    I like to sit
    And laugh at it
    And tend my cozy fire a bit
    I like the fall
    The mist and all
    
    • @stopit
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      22 years ago

      Did you write that? I currently live in the Caribbean, but am from the NE US…this poem is exactly how I feel often.

      I really enjoyed reading it…whether yours or not, thank you for sharing.