goldmourn (amberdawnpullin) wrote,

The Autumn House

posted in greatpoets

The Autumn House

From my window, facing South,
I watch the leaf-light birds
That lately shared my roof
Set off without farewells
Journeying to the sun.

The branch hangs from a sky
That soon will shelter none
The widowed light puts on
Its threadbare shroud
I wait alone

In a house where none
Prepare for what may come
Across the water's hill
Where all the clocks are still
Nobody heeds my talk
And down the draughty
Passage-way nobody walks.

- George M. Brady
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