Photo by rose_bud4jesus
Motley colours of the forest top
Ablaze in daylight’s waning glow
As disgruntled leaves begin to drop
Onto cold bare ground way below
Busy squirrels along frost-covered path
Scurry for food as winter looms
Golden leaves in gentle winds waft
Over sad plants with forgotten blooms
Frost-covered branches beseech the sky
For sunshine, just a little longer
Perhaps this is the reason why
At times rises an Indian summer
This poem is prompted by the awesome picture of autumn which can be seen at:
www.radekaphotography.com/images/AutumnTreeNlake-L.jpg
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