The Touch of Autumn

When Autumn comes to stay, with her light touch,
Invite her in; for she’s not overmuch
Inclined to give away her secrets there;
Or let you see her with her shoulders bare

But if the touch of Autumn you should feel
You’ll know that life is good
And love
Is real

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Beleaguered Servant

Owen Servant is an online poet working in a style that's been described as "compulsive". In real life, he is an actuary, because being a poet wasn't unpopular enough.

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