Fall Comes Softly
She came to the ball in splendid fashion
Her entry slow and sure, full of graces
Her perfume spoke of the smells of fall
and her sweet breath soft on summer faces....
Taking summer by it's trembling hand
They waltzed together across the fields
Knowing they would meet again next year
And celebrate in glory when summer yields....
For the Fall contest
Copyright © Barbara Gorelick | Year Posted 2010
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