Autumn Hues
Autumn’s palette filled with colors,
Nature puts her brush to paint.
Her one hundred box Crayolas, yellow,
Browns, reds, and oranges satiate.
Leaves and needles bedeck the trees;
They wear their finest autumn dress
Though the flowers may sadden the bees;
Not much nectar they now possess.
The bees for winter hibernate,
Just as the other animals do;
Spring requires an empty canvas to paint,
At the end of winter’s blues.
You’ll see more Crayola colors, hues making their debut; flowers sporting pink, yellow, purples, variegated hues.
12-28-19
2019 best sonnet Poetry Contest
John Hamilton
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