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Fall Sets To Turn

Fall Sets To Turn


When timely Fall sets to turn
leaves hit the ground to burn
Epic radiant colors cascade down
forested floors see leafy gown

Winter's visitor did arrive
farmers feel jubiantly alive
Harvest in , time to rejoice
winter's precurser has voice

Sounds of birds taking flight
heading South day and night
Leaves carpet forest floors
Nature soon opens another door

Moonlight nights see it all
glowing as owls hoot the Fall
Native Americans wasted no time
prepping for another bad clime

Furry critters store more food
rushing all in the frantic mood
Living in a deep winters wrath
they pursue a surviving path

Fall retreats into winter sea
naked visits each pretty tree
Leaves wrapping their roots
Nights ring out owl's hoots

Silence cries the coming day
when winter will cast its sway
Snow may cover all in white
Fall has raced out of sight

Robert J. Lindley, 10-19-2014

note: My favorite time of the year Fall and it is an honor to 
present now my 400th poem here as a tribute for its seasonal glory.
I am no big fan of winter at all.

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  1. Date: 10/19/2014 10:43:00 PM

    Congratulations on your 400th poem Robert and a very beautiful one. I enjoyed reading it.
  1. Date: 10/19/2014 9:03:00 PM

    I actually enjoy the beauty and the quiet solitude that winter offers, but autumn will always be my favorite season. Your poem was so enjoyable with it's lovely images of Fall. A terrific write, my friend! Congrats on it being your 400th poem! Wow!
  1. Date: 10/19/2014 5:28:00 PM

    I agree with peter your love of autumn shines through in this fabulous write - congrats on your 400th poem its a great achievement that should be celebrated:-0 Hugs Jan xxx
  1. Date: 10/19/2014 5:03:00 PM

    Beautiful poem Robert. Your love for autumn shines out from your words. we are in our Spring now and it is like Heaven. I love both spring and autumn. enjoyed your write, my friend....peter

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