Autumn's Dawn

Year poem was written: 2013

      Leaves begin to gently fall,

          colored in all varieties.

      Trees of ancient time prepare for slumber,

          ready for a long rest.

 

      The evening sun sets on the horizon,

         gleaming the last breath of summer beauty.

      Winds whistle the first wave of winter's chill,

         paving the path for snow.

 

      A new journey for earth begins,

        with the birth of vibrant woods.

Reviews

[Veronica Chandler]

I really enjoyed this piece; autumn is my favorite time of year and for me you captured the spirit of this season. Well done!