The winds blowing through the trees,
The leaves now giving their repost.
Remembering now the fire’s roast,
The gentle coolness of the breeze.
The sunlight’s warmth begins to tease,
As if to stop the cool air’s boast.
These are the days I love the most,
The days of fall that start to please.

The flower petals dance,
In the slightly chilling air,
The leaves so lightly prance.

The time we’re unaware,
Of the summer’s heat and trial,
By the fall air’s cool beguile.

About Robin Elizabeth

My name is Robin Elizabeth and I'm 25. I do not create with my own ability, but with the gift God has given me.

6 responses »

  1. Jingle says:

    love the breeze of fall..

  2. Jingle says:

    linked in properly…
    thanks for the contribution!
    have fun visiting some poets near your entry.

  3. Jamie Dedes says:

    The breezes of fall are welcome … another lovely nature poem. Thank you! … dare I say, a breath of fresh air. 🙂

    Nice job …

  4. buttercup600 says:

    So very refreshing my friend, thanks so much for linking with Potluck xx

  5. Love the rhyme…and the subject. I enjoy Fall and you have brought it to life with your words.

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