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By Scott Bailey © 2014

Autumn is the fire
That leaves us dark and cold
Watching all our dreams
Burn in red and gold
Closing up our houses
Sealing up each door
Skeletons branch out
As death bedecks the floor
So hideaway the grain
Shut up all the stores
Be frugal with your food
As the autumn fire roars
For soon will come the snow
And the biting winter frost
And the long dark nights of cold
Where hope and warmth are lost
So quicken please the fire
That leaves us in the cold
Hurry please the spring
That starts this wheel so old
This was as a part of a collaboration project which you can find here


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Scott Bailey is a freelance writer, author and blogger. His works include the dystopian novel “Mankind Limited” and “A Spring of Dreams” collection of poetry. His blogging ranges across family articles, poetry and short stories and even the odd book or movie review.

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