I was sitting outside today. As I looked up at the pear tree, I realized that fall is on its way. The leaves were starting to turn orange and yellow.
Here is a poem that I wrote and would like to share with you:
Fall’s Face
Summer’s sizzle
Is slowly fading.
The sunlight’s slant
Is heading south.
Days dim, and
Grow gradually shorter.
Cool nights chill
The chirping crickets.
Plants and trees sigh –
Seeking rest.
Leaves make
Magical color changes.
Bears bulk up
To sleep soundly.
Geese gather
To go southward.
Fall’s face
Finds the flora and fauna
Sleepy and sated –
From the rush and bounty
Of the summer gone.
2009 © Dawn L. Huffaker
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