The sycamore seeds through the air gently falling
And winding in circles then rest on the ground,
This October morning so still and so peaceful
While hues of the autumn are cast all around.
The golden leaves blend with the scarlet and amber
Together they're mixed in a palette so fine,
I look to the skies that are blue as a sapphire
And framed in a picture where colours entwine.
The sunlight is shining and warming the morning
The frost of the dawn slowly fading away,
With songs of the sparrows that roost in the hedgerow
My heart feels the joy of this beautiful day.
The sycamore seeds through the air gently falling
And as I walk on I catch one in my hand,
I'll keep it forever for it shall remind me
The day that I came to this wonderful land.
Andrew what else can I say that I have not all ready! ! Your work tranquilizes me.... Penned with so much colour and imagery.... I can see the due drops starting to melt from the morning sun..... Beautifull.... Please know you are my favorie poet! ! Bonnie
A spectacular scene, inked from th' heart I could tell i'd 'loved this poem' Right from - The start ! ! Great read Andrew! *10*! ! Friend Thad
Your imagery is excellent, you can mentally see exactly the picture you are painting with your pen. Great flow just an excellent poem all the way round
Wonderful natural scene depicted in this poem is good for musing over in loneliness to rejuvenate inner spirit in Nature!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The sycamore seeds through the air gently falling And as I walk on I catch one in my hand, I'll keep it forever for it shall remind me The day that I came to this wonderful land. YES! ! ! Excellent sentiments Andrew, honest and true feeling about this one Love duncan X