Autumn Trees
A Poem Reflecting on a University Trip Tate to Tate, Oct. 23
By Bethy FaberPublished 5 years ago • 1 min read
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The bustle of people
The rustle of the wind
Oh the autumn trees
Some blue paints the sky
With hues of red and orange
Oh the autumn trees
The golden light
The emboldened colours
Oh the autumn trees
With you for a day
And a view from the heights
Oh the autumn trees
While eyes are closed
My size doesn't matter
Oh the autumn trees
A place in the world
Watching space being covered
Oh the autumn trees
The breath whilst I wait
To go to the next Tate
Oh my autumn trees.
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