The Autumn Sun Poem by Matthew Holloway

The Autumn Sun



The afternoon is just beginning
The air is cold and breath vapour
Still rises to greet the world
Coats are pulled up close, tight
Few birds still sing in the trees
Which are slowly submitting
To the oncoming season
Slowly they are being stripped bare
Soon the morning will bring frost
But now the sky is blue
And the sun casts down
And it is just beautiful

Tuesday, October 25, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: autumn
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Matthew Holloway

Matthew Holloway

Cheshire, England
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