Autumn Beauty
Leaves have floated into piles,
luminous colors for miles and miles;
burgundy, burnt orange and yellow hovering,
the trees slowly relinquishing and surrendering.
A cool breeze makes them dance,
some quiet and calm, some leap and prance;
the autumn sky, so ever changing,
clouds moving, billowing and expanding.
One blustering cold wind,
the piles empty where once leaves had been;
a brilliant sun touches a tree,
and lovely stained glass windows, I now see.
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August 14, 2012
Poetry/Verse/Autumn Beauty
Copyright Protected, ID 08-413-505-14
All Rights Reserved, 2012, Constance La France
Submitted to the Standard contest, August
Sponsor, Brian Strand , Judged 08/2016
First Place
Written for the Standard contest, Autumn's Beauty
Sponsor, Gail Doyle, Judged 08/2012
First Place
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