An Autumn Sonnet

09/25/2018

The lazy hazy days of autumn come,

Enjoying the fruits of our life’s labor.

Though we toil until our hands are numb,

These are the times we relish and savor.

 

Time to spend in deep contemplation;

Looking back to the hustle of the spring.

Ready for holiday celebration,

The joys and visitation it may bring.

 

The sun sets early and shadows grow long,

The ache of the summer begins to fade,

When the crickets begin to sing their song,

And brilliant art in the trees are displayed.

 

Though I really can’t tell you the reason;

Autumn truly is a special season.

Reviews

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Todd... an Autumn breeze is in the trees... Crepe Myrtle blossoms sung softly as birds drift south for warmer weather. The autumn of our years cover our life with quilts of memories when spring and summer smile and rivers run deeply. Autumn is a time for reflection and planning for the winter snow to fall gently on the tapestry of life. Your poetry has touched my heart in blissful blessings. truly, Pat

[J Todd Underhill]

Thank you it is nice to know my work is read and appreciated.

[Einstein Noodle]

love the relaxing mood this brings to me ... fine common sense rhyme ... easy read meter .. well done .. you have wrapped the coming fall into a nice little nugget to put our heads on straight ..and enjoy it
E.