I look 'round myself and see,
how the leafy greens are turning gold,
falling like snow from ev'ry tree;
the wind is getting now very cold.
This gilding of the verdant,
this frosting of the saphire lakes,
the geese bound to lands distant,
reminds me its aut'mn; bring out the rakes!
The beauty of autumn is brilliantly painted in this captivating poem! Very compelling images that led.me.to embrace autumn. Well crafted as always.
Love this Isadora : ) Thank you so much for sharing *****
A brilliant poem that encapsulates the essence of autumn! It makes me want to go out and put on my scarf and rake some leaves on a crisp day! Thank you for sharing it!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Ooh my! ! ! ! Wow Isadora, this is such a great sum of whats fall fun! ! ! Thnxs so much for sharing this! ! ! One billion stars*****************************