plumbonkers
A slice of life as it comes . . . maybe.
Wednesday, September 16, 2015
Smoke
Smelled smoke
Inside my house
A faint whiff
A flicker of fear
But no source found inside
When I stepped outside
I tracked down a neighbour
Burning leaves
Evoked old memories
Back to childhood
And the fires of autumn
Not many burn leaves in the city
These days
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