Leaves change their colour
In the wonder of Autumn,
Their coloured artwork
Bring such beauty all over.
Natures art brings glory to all,
Each day it is different
Showing us all its unique wonder.
Then comes the day
When the leaves are gone,
But we know that will not last
As new growth will form
As Winter turns to Spring,
And new life will be with us
To enjoy once more,
As we all do
When each New Year comes,
Comes into our lives.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: November 9th, 2024 02:21
- Category: Reflection
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Comments8
Good write Gold.
Thanks Orchi.
so very well reflected sir ..
Much appreciated Neville. Thank you.
Andy
Your positivity means everything always dearest Andy. ❤️
So kind Teddy, thank you.
Andy
It is always a joy to read your poems. This is wonderful. Well done
So very kind David, thank you.
Andy
Excellent write Andy
Thank you Tony.
Andy
You're welcome Andy
Many people I know don’t semi to like autumn quite as much, but I secretly do!
Autumn is my favourite time of the year arqios.
Andy
All those lovely flames a testament to your work!
Much appreciated John, thank you.
Andy
Love the connection between love and the seasons. "And new life will be with us," come Spring gives us hope. Well done. - Phil A.
Thank you Phil, your comments are much appreciated.
Andy
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