Autumn Day
A harvest inspired poem based on the autumn colours.
Poem: Autumn day.
Trees which stood in shades of green,
Now shiver and shred their leaves.
Lose which remain are golden, orange and red.
As the season of the last harvest,
Farmers cut their last crop,
They hurry their cattle in to barns and shelter them from the cold winds.
As the fields become barren and our tables become plentiful,
A new moon rises in harmony and kindness.
Let us give a little autumn kindness to our neighbour,
For their table is not bountiful.
With autumn leaves of Golden orange and red,
And a moon of harmony and kindness,
Let us gives thanks to our last harvest crops and plan ahead to our winter kings return.
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Alixzandra Wiseman
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