Finding you at summer’s end – Neha (forgotten meadows)

It was like…

it was meant to be,

finding you at summer’s end,

where all things fall,

through the dotted lines…

of gold and red,

finding you at summer’s end.

poetry copyright neha 2020/ free image taken from pexels credit goes to original artist

online at: https://forgottenmeadows.wordpress.com/

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