free verse poem about Autumn leaves early in the morning |
"Autumn's Forest Morning" With the frosty morning rising to meet the sun of a new day, Autumn Wind orchestrates a frisky song and dance routine from where I stand at the meadow's edge of the woods; leaves whistling and rustling in tune to the chirping birds waking up Tree canopies, donned in gold and silver and red shimmering lights, accented with blousy dark blue and yellow greens, make up a costume attire best suited for a Fall performance on the forest stage 16 word count |