It’s gray outside, and once again
the world turns cold with fog and rain.
No more golden colors of the fall
the season ends, once and for all.
**
Not long ago the grass was green
the early fall our eyes have seen;
now, brown and flat on ground it lies
There is no doubt, our nature dies.
**
Rain pours down, the sky is gray
it’s dark outside, even during day.
Evenings are cold, no time to jog
the days start slow with thick white fog.
**
The trees are bald, the leaves are gone
they’re dead and wet on our lawn.
It seems the time for wet and cold
for rain and frost, for death and mold.
**
The year ends soon, it’s Christmas time
we should all laugh and sing and rhyme.
Nature has made its own pace slow
we all just hope for Christmas snow.
**
And still, this late fall time in every year
is a sign of rest and sleep, and not of fear!
It’s Nature’s way of winter break
get ready for spring and anew awake.
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(Aurora Jean Alexander, Copyright December 2018)
Picture courtesy of: https://www.mutualart.com/Artwork/Late-Fall-Landscape/66D4B112B9600F4D
Well done you, Aurora! Brr, the cold hand of winter chills our warmer skin..Roll on Spring” always the cry….Have a jolly Christmas and a healthy, successful New Year. Love and peace. Joy XX
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Thanks so much Joy! I’m glad you like the poem and I hope you will have a wonderful December and relaxing Holiday time. Sending hugs. XXX
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Nice rhymes! Always nice to meet a fellow rhymer. 🙂
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Hello. Nice to meet you too. Thanks for the compliment. I’m happy to hear you like the poem
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Reblogged this on powerfulwomenreaders and commented:
A blogger friend’s exceptional poem
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Thank you very much for the re-blog. ❤
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