Fall On Me
Leaves have fallen upon the ground
As a cracking sound under thy feet
Yellow, orange and brown
Getting ready for the burn pile
While naked limbs appear
Rain and wind blowing them down
Large black bags await
Gathering for Halloween
Then snow gathers upon branches
Bringing slipping roads
Cars without chains await a tow
Fall is just the start of a winter snow
A time I wish to be forgotten
Waiting for the sun to brighten
Now dark that time has time forgotten
Asleep at six instead of eight
Wanting and waiting for,
The Suns brightening my days
Contest: Still-Life Autumn Scene
Sponsored by: Eve Roper
Date Created: 12/09/2022
Copyright © Bobby May | Year Posted 2022
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