At dawn’s quiet hour, the world stands still,A blanket of frost covers the hill.A lone pumpkin rests in the field,Wrapped in a chill, its fate revealed.Its orange hue, now pale and light,Under morning’s frosty white.The sun peeks over the horizon, bright,Kissing the frost with gentle light.Ice crystals glitter, a magical sight,As the pumpkin basks in…
In verdant spring, a child’s laugh takes flight,Beneath a canopy of emerald light.Petals dance, in the vernal air,As hope blooms free, without a care.Yet, comes the fall, with auburn hue,Leaves whisper tales, as winds ensue.A gentle sorrow in the heart doth lie,As nature sings its lullaby. Meaning “Spring and Fall” is a poem that juxtaposes…
Whispers fly, leaves dance,Under sky, nature’s trance.Rustling sounds, tales profound,Nature’s symphony, all around.Crisp air, barren trees,Tales of summer, carried with ease.Autumn’s touch, painter’s grace,Hues brushed, time’s embrace.Shadows play, memories flicker,Dreams fade, hopes grow thicker.Change’s heart, autumn skies,New dreams born, old ones die.Branches sway, ballet free,Life’s rhythm, endless spree.Season of change, our part,Ever-turning wheel, life’s art….
