In sunshine ways
this autumn comes,
beautiful ember days
in its full blossoms.
Blue reddish rays
through the sky going,
these are the days
of September glowing.
On to my heart
feelings are calling,
with its new start
like leaves are falling.
The sky is ember
so far and so wide,
now it's September
for red yellow sight.
Singing a melody
birds that are parting,
tunes in their free
for winter is starting.
Love is here all
to life that's gone,
longings and Fall
to carry times on.
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A poem on autumn has been nicely painted with the attractive arena of beginning. Let it be quoted... In sunshine ways this autumn comes, beautiful ember days in its full blossoms. Blue reddish rays through the sky going, these are the days of September glowing. Dear Peter, you have too nicely inscribed the welcoming of winter through the singing melody of birds. :) Thanks for sharing.