Dear fall

Dear fall

A Poem by andreii93
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I really love all seasons. But summer and fall are my favorite ones and I wish they could last forever!

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I don’t want summer to end,

but time is like sand falling from my hand.

 

Fall is about to begin,

a new season, a new routine.

 

No more mountain, no more sea.

At least I’ll appreciate a cup of tea.

 

Crimson leaves resembling late spring flowers.

The daylight lasts only a few hours.

 

Pumpkin soups and the Thanksgiving Day,

there’s so much more I’d like to say.

 

Fog, breeze and country music on the radio,

girls wearing boots rather than summer stilettos.

 

Bright-colored hoodies and plenty of chestnut cakes,

memories about your early November date.

 

Leaving Kentucky, heading for southern Maine.

Awesome foliage; your bedroom still left to paint.

 

Ow, December is the time for another change

through snowy days and frozen lanes.

 

I said I wanted summer back,

but fall is another season I'll actually regret.

© 2012 andreii93


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THIS IS SO COOL! :)

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

andreii93

11 Years Ago

Thanks ;)
that last stanza says it all, we miss what leaves then adjust and enjoy what takes its place and then find as it leaves that we miss it too......life is a cycle. Well done Poet.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

andreii93

11 Years Ago

Thanks for your review :)
so nice said , the season comes and go and is always ends in the same way , we love the last season and we don't realize that we live it this one

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

andreii93

11 Years Ago

Yep, that's it :)

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Added on August 28, 2012
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Tags: fall, autumn, summer, season, leaf, thanksgiving, snow, winter, november

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andreii93
andreii93

Milan, Italy



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Andrea, 18 yrs old. I'm a fairly laid-back Italian guy who dreams of a better world. I don't claim myself to be a poet, nor I want to be considered a writer. I'm just a guy who enjoys writing. more..

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