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: Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to print (Opens in new window) Print Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook More Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Click to share on Pocket (Opens in new window) Pocket Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Like Loading...