Autumn Loves, Leaves
Autumn leaves rain down
Slowly, steadily covering the ground
Tho’ summer’s leaves remain
In abundance on the trees.
‘twill be months before the boughs are bare
But for now the beauty of diverse hues
Reflect, both above and below, bedecked
In summer and autumn’s greens and golds.
The most beautiful of all seasons,
Autumn bridges the times of plenty
With the times of hardship; one foot
On the earth, the other in the grave;
’tis the season I most love.
©Denise G Allen, 12 April 2014 07:30