A hard frost upon the ground
The air so still without a sound
Trees donned in autumn hue
Yellows, reds and orange too
The sky’s a shade of pale light blue
The sun rises over the haze
Stirring life, with its warming rays
What will the day hold for us all?
Beneath the frost of this frozen fall
10/11/09
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Rhonda, the title intrigued me so I came for a peak and found this beautiful poem hidden there beneath. Top marks and thanks for sharing it with us. Hugs David