Fall is upon us at last
Gone is the Gold of the grasses in the field
Wind whipped leaves in piles yield
A hint of Winter's barren branches
Summer's last Breath is nigh
Warm light breezes like a sigh
The Dawn's late rise a harbinger
Just a taste of coolness lingers
Through the morning
9 comments:
Great poem noodles!!
Summer went very fast. Pretty soon Santy is coming
Lily & Edward
Mom wants fall to stay around for a long time cos she is not ready to face Christmas....................stella rose
41 degrees here this morning
hugs
Mr Bailey, Hazel & Mabel
This is very beautiful! Autumn is my favorite season.<333
Vegetarian Courtesy ♥ Cheese with Papas
great poem!!!
When mum and I go out in the early morning, there is enuf of a nip in the air that mum has to wear a lightweight jacket/hoodie. We BOTH LUV it!!
Howdy Noodles. Lovely poem little mate. We are enjoying Spring here in Oz and it is so wonderful after a long cold winter. At least you get to see the pretty colours of the Autumn trees. Take care.
No worries, and love, Stella and Rory
You are a great Pug Poet!
Daisy and Scooter Pugman
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