Kevin Bole


Autumn Waltz - Poem by Kevin Bole

Come dance, come play, come join the leaves,
Caught upon the Autumn breeze,
Spinning round, cartwheels abound,
Dancing the Autumn Waltz.

Searching Squirrels take to the floor
Collecting nuts for winter-store,
Bobbing their tails, climbing with ease,
Dancing their Autumn Waltz.

Birds on the wing travel by in the sky
O'er land and sea, down south they fly,
Swooping and soaring in formation,
Leaving our Autumn Waltz.

Such colourful beauty this season beholds
Shades of green, brown, red and gold,
Freshness in the morning air,
This is our Autumn Waltz.


Comments about Autumn Waltz by Kevin Bole

  • Rookie - 0 Points Mohabeer Beeharry (9/12/2013 5:31:00 AM)

    Autumn is lovely with its colours.
    The poem sets it all out.
    Clear, great imagery.
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, September 12, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, September 12, 2013


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