The Fence That Grazed

The dogs group
At the end of the road,

The sun weeps
It’s last light

And the sparrows
Rise off

Like dust
In a gust,

Too soon taken.

This night is alive
With regret,

As Autumn leaves
Shiver and fall.

Will you ever return?

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