AutumnA Poem by Gretchen
winter rushed the earth
demanding to be felt with a shiver and a shudder and ice that didn't melt until, that is, spring came along and tapped him on the shoulder "excuse me, mr. Winter, sir but you can't get much colder for the flowers in the meadows would quite like to bloom so if you don't mind, mr.winter, sir I'll be taking over soon" soon enough, spring had sprung the flowers blossomed and the birds sung without any notice, the bright blazing heat of the sun alerted all creatures that summer had begun ice cream cones and crashing waves a sun that shown throughout the days but autumn killed summer with the softest kiss tasting of cinnamon and pure bliss all the other seasons smiled upon fall as they knew she was the most beautiful of them all © 2016 Gretchen |
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