A trip to Cramond
At this time of year
So full of colour
Fills me with cheer

When darkness steals
So much of the day
And the dreich weather
Is here to stay

With footpaths covered
In orange and gold
And the yellow leaves
Glow so bold

Walls in shade
Covered in moss
With dampness
Looking like gloss

The yellow leaves
On a silver birch tree
Under a blue sky
Fills me with glee

Red berries
On bushes of bright green
A wonder
That can only be seen

Trees clothed
In autumnal colours
Each year
Different from the others

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