As the leaves fall to the ground and the last of the colored leaves cling to their branches, I took some photos and wrote this poem that I will add to my growing collection of fall rhymes.
Early soft-lit sunshine, low in the autumn morn
Glistens on the falling leaves, beautifully worn.
Autumn: a time for change in nature’s book,
Enjoy the season’s treasures; Fall has a flaming look.
As Earth turns on its axis, tilting from the sun,
The leaves are gently falling, one by one by one.
Deep green chlorophyll ceases to be seen;
Leaves are red & gold, without the stronger green.
The time has come for trees to rest before a winter storm,
While hopefully we are tucked inside, safe and ever-warm.
Instead of mourning this time of leaves daily dying,
Honor this cycle of life — no need for sadness or crying.
Enjoy Mother Nature’s many gifts that all of us can share.
Celebrate every one, whatever “garments” she may wear.
Embrace this precious time so trees can rest and grow.
Take care of Planet Earth, for we reap the history that we sow!