Autumn Fantasy
Had a dream the other night
Birds stayed, did not take flight
October came, November too
But temperatures were the same as June
What was happening do you suppose
Was Autumn holding back the cold
It could not for it's only a season
There had to be another reason
The leaves of trees did not turn
Nor did the bushes or the ferns
Grass stayed green, flowers bloomed
Was our winter season doomed
For who can forget a winters morn
When it seems the world is new reborn
Winter's white mantle upon the ground
And nothing but silence all around
Insects slumber, some birds are gone
But there are natives who give us song
Bluejays, chickadees, sparrows too
Silhouetted against the sky so blue
The winter season is a must
Or skis and sleds would gather dust
Who can deny the earth a rest
Mother Nature still knows best
Some think the winter harsh
But Spring returns in the month of March
Cursing winter can be terribly mean
For you might find you get your dream
Copyright © Jean Porter | Year Posted 2007
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