Autumn View
The seasons change
My heart is still
Until the leaves loose chlorophyll
My awe inspired
My eyes beguiled
Once again, I am a child
The colors don’t appear until
The wind comes whistling, the ground is chilled
Here and there, speckling the land
Sugar maples, glorious and grand
Yellow, orange, purple and red
Prepare the peeper for winter ahead
Not so much a sad goodbye
For beauty still beheld in the Artist’s eyes
Out of all, I take the autumn view
A view so glorious I’m biased to
For such a view ne’er grows old
With such vibrance, colors so bold
I’ll always take the autumn view
For it always holds shades so true.
10-30-22
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