Autumn
Golden and scarlet leaves gracefully plunging off the trees,
That held them,
Making scarlet, golden pyramids below,
Green leaves wanting to join.
No.
Just gold and scarlet leaves.
It makes her sad,
Longing to come to the aid of the wonderful foliage,
Not wanting to pluck the emerald plants.
Come inside,
Child,
Feast,
Devour steaming Harvest Stew,
Warm in your belly.
Sleep,
Child,
Dream of leaves,
Harvests,
Chill in the air.
Give assistance to the lovely greenery,
Tomorrow.
Golden and scarlet leaves gracefully plunging off the trees,
That held them,
Making scarlet, golden pyramids below,
Green leaves wanting to join.
No.
Just gold and scarlet leaves.
It makes her sad,
Longing to come to the aid of the wonderful foliage,
Not wanting to pluck the emerald plants.
Come inside,
Child,
Feast,
Devour steaming Harvest Stew,
Warm in your belly.
Sleep,
Child,
Dream of leaves,
Harvests,
Chill in the air.
Give assistance to the lovely greenery,
Tomorrow.
1 comment:
Today is tomorrow
the gold of the day scatters
insolent..taunting
midnight comes all too soon
and like ziploc..captures it
to be fresh and opened another day
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