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An Autumn night time frost and the leaves tumble down in the morning. If it is still they form a neat ring around each tree.
Golden Ring
by Neil Ford
When Autumn is getting colder
Like in November we might say
The leaves on the trees have lost their colour
But on the trees they stay
Until, that is, we have a frost
A hard one in the night
And then those leaves come tumbling down
– such a pretty sight
And even more delightful still
Is when there is no breeze
The leaves rain down and make a ring
Like a collar for the trees
The cherry’s brown, the oak is beige
– a glorious sight to see
But the golden ring ‘neath the Birch tree
Is the best one there for me
Neil Ford
Ely, Cambridgeshire
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