Wonders of Autumn
My Most Favorite Time of Year
Autumn is when leaves of many a tree
Becomes so very weary of being green
So they turn warm hues of color we love to see
And descend ever so gracefully with sheen.
The summer's heat cooling gives me such glee
It is the most favorite time of the year to be seen
As children roll in the rustling piles so carefree
Leaping, diving, and tossing leaves in faces that beam.
As I watch them play, I feel on my face the crisp fall breeze
Then I sniff the air to get a whiff of leaves burning so serene
But then I recall there is a law that says, "No burning please"
Still my mind recalls that sweet smell years ago as in a dream.
Let's gather leaves, bark, and pine cones to make potpourri
Thankfully our children don't want costumes for Halloween
So innocent with no clue of how precious time will fly I foresee
In the blink of an eye they'll be grown, with an attitude of a teen.
I hope to be here to see them grown but there is no guarantee
The dead leaves remind me of all the pain and sorrow I've seen
Losing loved ones I wonder day after day when my turn will be
I believe there to be many tomorrows if it's on God I lean.
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About the Creator
Jessica Dumas
My passion is writing! I am a freelance writer that specializes in books, product reviews, articles, blogs, content, and poetry. My other passion is butterflies as you will see in much of my work. See more details at www.jessicajdumas.com.
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