Happy Fall Y'all!
Good day to you and happy Fall Y'all.
The leaves come down from the trees so tall.
I sit on my porch and watch them fall. The leaves of red, orange, yellow, and green.
The prettiest sight I've ever seen.
They gently ride on the air to the ground.
I relax and listen to nature's sweet sounds.
The soft gentle wind blows right through my hair.
The sweet smell of Fall is now in the air.
I sit on my porch and drink my iced tea.
It doesn't get any better from what I can you see.
But to this short-lived beauty a big sigh I take,
Because now I know I must drag out the rake!
Anna
Sam
Regis
Be safe,
Karen
Walt
Fee
When you're done your yard how about doing mine. (lol) I'll supply the ice tea, trash bags and even the rake. Happy raking.
The season thanks you too.
Georg
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
Your poem like autumn is ever so beautiful.
Kathy
Larry
Know how you feel about fall: a love-hate relationship. Pretty to look up, a booger bear to clean up. LOL Living in Ohio, we had a woods behind our house. I did a LOT of raking!! A delightful poem, well done.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. (And Happy Fall to Y'ALL!)