Finding Fall

This old rickety fence,

defined a field's expanse,

It sort of augmented a dreary fall day,

while I was driving a different way.

It exists along a forgotten county road,

off a hiqhway on a map printed bold,

but where exactly it was I don't recall,

as I was being enraptured by colors of fall,

and I remember the main road I was on

but was diverted off Highway 80 in Wisconsin.

I thought it was a pretty scene

of a place I'd never been.

 

by dave

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