A Rosey Hue

Outside the window
Just beyond the Amana clock
Stands a Japanese maple
Its fall array of colors
Brilliant in the early afternoon sun
Filling the corner of the family room
With reflected light
Touching everything
A rosey hue
Never to be reproduced
By our meager palette
 
© 2014 Thomas W. Cummins

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4 Responses to “A Rosey Hue”

  1. Thomas's avatar Thomas Says:

    Lovely poem, Tom. I enjoyed it.

  2. jmsabbagh's avatar jmsabbagh Says:

    Wishing you joyous new year.

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