Fall Poem

Time of year
Is beginning agian
See the true in the words
That I hear the wind whisper
As they blow the leaves
Down from the trees
It is the trees time
To thier clear conscience
When the leaves are gone
Getting ready
For the hard winter ahead
We look at all
The color of the leaves
and can never geuess
whatgoes on the mind
Of that tree
Since the trees can’t
Speak the language
Of our fathers
So we listen to the wind
As they move the branches
Freeing the tree
Of its burden of leaves
Some say
Its burden of sins
Also...

Author's Note

Just wrote it today for an Graphic Design project.

Reviews

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

I love autumn, in fact just posted a poem bout it... anyways I love your description...

So we listen to the wind
As they move the branches
Freeing the tree
Of its burden of leaves

especially that part cause to me fall is symbolic of new beginnings.
One of your best pieces.

[Coyote Poetry]

A very good poem. I like the description and the information at the end.
"Freeing the tree
Of its burden of leaves
Some say
Its burden of sins
Also..."
You have create a outstanding poem to represent the days of fall.
Coyote

[Short.Nerd]

Wonderful descripition!!

You did an excellent job on this

Keep up the good work :)