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Autumn

Leaves cling trembling to the branches

Quivering in the breeze

Flame bright in the sunshine

Poised for the next adventure

Waiting for the wind

To release them

On their journey into the new

Sailing on the air

To an unknown destination

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Tatties and blackbirds

The autumn sun emerges from behind the clouds

Sending shafts of sunlight to play in the garden

While the dry patch lasts

I head into the garden

To harvest the last of the tatties

They emerge from the ground

Precious jewels of the earth

Tumbled into the bucket

I stand

Admiring God’s work

And in a tree

A blackbird starts to sing.

 

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NB : For those who aren’t used to English slang – ‘tatties’ are another word for potatoes.