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.
(Aurora Jean Alexander, Copyright December 2018)
Picture courtesy of: https://www.mutualart.com/Artwork/Late-Fall-Landscape/66D4B112B9600F4D
We have a beautiful autumn poem here, written by author F. E. Feeley Jr. I was fascinated by the word flow and I’m sure I’m not the only one. What a great poet this amazing writer is!
A time to start and a time to end
A time to break and a time to mend.
There’s so much that’s old and less is new
there’s still some warmth but cold it’s too.
Fall is time for plans and range
it’s time to prepare and time to change.
Switch the summer for the winter
that’s the season of the ‘tinter’.
Watch how nature does its share
new colors, new smiles and new clothes to wear!
Instead of pink and blue and green
we’ve got yellow, burgundy and ‘coffee-bean’.
Orange, brown and terracotta red,
leaves are falling, trees will shed.
Pumpkin season is ready to come,
We drink eggnog, warm chocolate and tea with rum.
Flames are dancing in the fireplace,
cold wind is leaving red spots in our face.
Fog is covering the brownish ground
Sharp wind around the house is normal sound.
And still it’s a wonderful homey season
in our house for more than one reason.
The world is enchanted by a special glow,
Just before the world will be covered in powdery snow.
There’s so much more to be said to third time of year
There’s so much to look forward to and nothing to fear.
Not even when ghosts, witches and vampires will mime,
Enjoy Halloween before Christmas time.
(Copyright, Aurora Jean Alexander, October 2015)