A New Autumn Breeze
Oh, say do you hear
The wind in the trees?
Softly it’s blowing
A new Autumn breeze.
The fields are all turning
a golden hue or red.
The grass is resting
quietly in a warm bed
of freshly fallen leaves…
Listen as they float!
Softly, slowly!
Giving Earth a warm coat.
Copyright © Betty Harp Butler | Year Posted 2016
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