Seasonal Changes Poem by Jayne Louise Davies
Seasonal Changes
The branches sway on the woodland trees,
Bearing red apples,
Blowing in the breeze.
The buzzards cry, has a haunting sound,
Soon those apples, shall fall to ground.
For winter is lurking,
It's coldness will soon,
Arrive on our doorsteps,
When the pleasant month of June,
Will just be a memory,
Of moments so fine,
Cold days are coming,
Season's changing with time.
Jayne Louise Davies
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