"Time To Pause"

    " Time To Pause "

 

Leaves turning from green, to brown and gold.

As the world prepares to rest, and all is on hold.

Dressing in their night ware ...as they ..lie down to sleep.

All bundled in ....cold and snow..to slumber..so deep.

Leaves falling down, left to wrestle upon the ground.

Picked up and tossed...as the wind blows them around.

A quiet time is autumn...the world comes to rest:

Like a small child held...to it's mother's breast.

Time to pause and think...or...to stop and dream.

As crisp air...returns thoughts to yesterdays..things.

"God" takes the time to paint such glorious views;

To be shared by all in life.....and "you."

Walk through the trees, or tour the country on long rides;

See all of the changing colors, upon the country side.

Store up the pictures...inside of your heart;

So in the depths of winter...they still will be a part...

Of life's sweet dreams...by a warm winter's fire.

In the autumn years....as eyes close...when you tire.

 

 Written by Valentine

Reviews

[Sheila Kline]

Before we know it the flowers of spring will be bursting forth in full song, summer heat will make them grow, and then as fall arrives with cold winds and temperatures start to fall again we shall have gone 3/4 circle....just waiting for winter to come with its icy breath.
This is a beautiful poem of fall and all the beauty that it beholds as nature takes time to pause!

[Deborah Leah Krempa]

A beautiful poem. Thank you for sharing this lovely seasonal write. Debileah

[David Lewis Paget]

I can appreciate this piece only because I grew up in Britain where there are four distinct seasons, and one of my enduring memories is of the golden leaves of Autumn. However, in South Australia here, things are not so clear cut. We tend to have only two seasons, hot and cold, summer and winter, and quite often we seem to skip Autumn altogether. The place is brown and burnt up for six months of the year, green and verdant for the other six months - if we're lucky! Nevertheless, I can appreciate the sentiments involved here; it's just unfortunate that I can't relate to them as a backdrop to where I live. Very few South Australians have experienced snow, and when in the occasional year there are a few flakes, everyone gets quite giddy about it. Having experienced blizzards and snow-ins in the UK, I'm not particularly unhappy about that.

[Rain]

I also love the fall. in fact I love the four seasons. Winter is my time to reflect...my moment of solitiude. You write a beautiful piece, here. Rain..