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Autumn leaves still linger 

             But winter's on the hoof

Galloping towards us

             With winds and lashing rain.

Ice upon the windscreen;

              Frost up on the roof.

A dove lights in the garden

             Searching for the grain;

Then sunlight rolls away the chilling mist

Raising into life what love has kissed.

Brain Hick November 2014

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