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The grass, moist and green,
Speckled with leaves brown.
Something is near its end,
Causing a lot of frowns.
The dry ruffled leaves,
Enchant us with crackles.
Shedding what's not needed,
Pulling out all the shackles.
There's a nip in the air,
Trees are showing their flair.
And soon they will be bare.
Not a leaf to spare.
Without shedding a tear,
Without a moment of fear.
Ready to be austere,
Where did they err?
Mother Earth plays her ruse,
Much to the pain and boos.
The canvas has a million hues,
To the summer, its an adieu.
It's time to let go,
And to welcome the snow.
Everything chum turns glum,
My dear, it's Autumn.
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Autumn
Reviewed by Vyankatesh
on
Saturday, September 16, 2017
Rating:
Reviewed by Vyankatesh
on
Saturday, September 16, 2017
Rating:
As I read this, I imagined strolling through the picture.
ReplyDeleteI love the change from summer to autumn......my favourite season, whose joys you capture well here. Nice to see you in the Pantry!
ReplyDeleteBeautifully expressed Autumn. :-) Very visual.
ReplyDeleteYes Autumn ask us to let go and move ahead with a content feeling of what we have .
ReplyDeleteCheers
MeenalSonal from AuraOfThoughts
Autumn can make us feel glum but not if we welcome its beauty....lovely!
ReplyDeleteA rollicking rhyme into autumn!
ReplyDeletePersonally I love autumn – but not winter!
ReplyDeleteMy favorite time of year!
ReplyDeleteYou have described autumn so very well...a beautiful time of year.
ReplyDeleteWonderful poem !
ReplyDeleteIt's time to let go. Yes indeed.
Thank you.