Autumn Poem  September crept upon us-- again And we wave summer, goodbye The days are getting shorter now As autumn days draw nigh The last of the honey bee Lingers around the bin And what's left of summers heat Is turning to a mild wind The hills are painted all in gold And the leaves are russet brown The apples ripe and cherry red Have fallen to the ground And cattails ruffle in the wind As geese head to the sky Ghost's of autumn sing their hymn We behold their long goodbye. (c)copyright 2007 all rights reserved. Autumn Poems The Poetic Seasons Of My Soul |