Standard Posted by Brenda Davis Harsham Posted on October 17, 2014 Posted under Poetry Comments 20 Comments Autumn Ouch! Brrr, when the wind blows, Burrs in the dog’s paws, Burrs on the backside. Little stingers clinging, Beware of sitting After a woodland tromp. Copyright 2014 Brenda Davis Harsham Ways to Share this: Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook More Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Share on Pocket (Opens in new window) Pocket Share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Like Loading...