All Too Brief
All too brief are autumn's days
Yet beautiful whilst they last,
A last vestige of warming rays
Before winter's bitter grasp,
And October's hues and shades have past.
She has gifts though to bestow
Bounteous before she leaves,
Berries ripen in hedgerows
Apples redden on the trees,
To harvest 'fore Novembers freeze.
All around as leaves are falling
Creatures scurry to and fro,
They know colder days are calling
So ready havens from the snow,
As autumn cedes, to winter's show.
Entry for
Autumn Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Francine Roberts.
13/10/2020
Copyright © Gary Smith | Year Posted 2020
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