The trees were talking Fall today;
I heard the Fall sound their leaves made,
They were dreaming of shorter days,
Cool and breezy, while Summer fades.
The trees were talking Fall today,
As I stood in a Willow's fitful shade,
And I heard the wind sift through the leaves,
And I heard its voice softly breathe.
The trees were talking Fall today;
How these long days are hard to take,
But change is in the air, they say,
When vibrant Summer goes her way.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I can beleive this as the leaves have spoken to you..... Send the message to the trees around here......... Jim