The garden grows weary.
Fragrant blooms rapidly fading,
Returning to the earth
As summer slowly slips into fall!
Caught in autumn’s chilly breath
Unfettered leaves of crimson and gold
Sashay to the ground
In a dazzling waltz as old as time!
Days grow ever shorter…
Nature prepares her endless realm
For a lengthy respite
Neath a sparkling blanket of white!
Most of the birds have vanished…
Seeking warmer destinations!
But a small choir always lingers
To bring music to the human soul
When winter’s hush is deafening!
© Annabel Sheila
Newfie Hugs, Rose
I always feel so good after reading your poetry about nature.
Blessings,
Christine
I love Autumn also, the chill is welcome after the humidity of summer. Excellent poem.
Blessings,
~Linda
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Nature prepares her endless realm
For a lengthy respite
The daylight sadly is already getting shorter and I have to get out to the woods and lakes very soon, to enjoy them while I can.
Lovely poem, however, my friend.
Mark
GOD BLESS YOU
Tony