Fill me with a sense of calm
The water lapping at the shore
Is positively balm
The fierce hot heat
Of the Summer sun
That made the tourists
Have such fun
Has wafted away in the mist
Now we can walk in the empty streets
And hear the echo of our feet
On the cobbles glistening with rain
The last of the flowers
Cling to the wall
Look up at the mountains
The birds all know
It won't be long
Till they're covered in snow.
Thoughts on an Autumn afternoon by the lake.
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