Treasure Island

John Scully

(19th October 1947 / London)

A Touch of Autumn


Like the touch of sun,
returns the autumn splendour.
The secrecy beneath the shades
of ash brown and yellow leaves
hidden in undergrowth of summer's warmth.
That blissful season,
that enchanted isle, that inland sea.

Submitted: Friday, July 06, 2012

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