We drift slowly into that time
When the colour comes to the trees;
The yellows, oranges and reds
Permeate our lives as the glory of Autumn arrives.
I look forward to those glorious sunlit,
Frost filled mornings,
That will glisten around me
As I walk with nature.
A spring in my step,
A smile on my face,
The glory of Autumn shining around me,
The frost glistening in its light.
Nature at its absolute best,
And I being at one with it,
As I revel in its glory.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: October 18th, 2025 00:53
- Comment from author about the poem: Autumn is my favourite season of the year.
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 23
- Users favorite of this poem: Ezekiel Olayemi
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Comments5
A fine write Gold.
Thanks Orchi.
She sure is the prettiest season of them all, isn't she .. Neville
It surely is Neville, thank you.
Andy
Each season has its advantages and beauty. Enjoy each in its time and moment for it will not return for another year.
So true soren, thank you.
Andy
You are most welcome Andy
A lovely warm write for this chilly time of year, enjoyed
Much appreciated Tobani, thank you.
Andy
You are very welcome
Love it!
Much appreciated Ezekiel, thank you.
Andy
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