Another Autumn day

A clear Autumn day, not a cloud in the sky
A mist that lies lurking like a child’s forlorn cry
A walk in the morning when no-one’s about
When a whisper is special. ‘cos you daren’t risk a shout
A broken old caravan, a cow in a field
A dog that likes running for Frisbees concealed
A field that is covered with a crisp, sparkling dew
A feeling of freshness, when everything’s new
A field of dry stubble that’s been burnt for the year
A farmer out walking (we’re not meant to be here)
A last throw of the Frisbee, then back on your lead
And home to make coffee and you then to feed

©Jemverse

I wrote this one 31 years ago to the day on 1st October 1983. It’s all about ‘Jackie’, our first dog, with us for 18 years from early 1983 through mid-1999.

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4 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. lisa3005
    Oct 01, 2014 @ 09:26:17

    leave a story, Wild man hair, http://www.somechina.com/s0028

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  2. Heather's Starting End
    Oct 01, 2014 @ 11:54:39

    I had my first dog on my mind too the other day….is it the season and memories of crisp autumn days in the park that brings it on??

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