AutumnA Poem by twinklestar" Autumn " A chilly breeze in the air. Telling the coming of winter. The all changing colors red, yellow , orange. The delectable crunchiness of leaves beneath our feet. Falling leaves gracefully find their way too the ground avoiding the eager and desperate clutches of young children. Yes, I adore autumn. As everything dies and goes to sleep. I find peace. Everything is still as the calamity and havoc of the world quiets down. I find peace. Everything stays still.
© 2012 twinklestarReviews
|
StatsAuthor
|