It’s autumn
Missing summer
Dreading winter
Dreaming of spring!

Fall at last; daylight savings now over
Got an extra hour to linger in bed
But days seem shorter, evenings come sooner
Alerting us of cold weather ahead!
Now autumn leaves smother fields of clover
Summer days long gone; our goodbyes unsaid
Meekly we march to the jaws of winter
Unwillingly; dreaming of spring instead!
Snow comes soon, with heavy coats we’d shiver
Before then!  We’d celebrate bounteous spread
A thanksgiving feast that will end never
Wistfully we can forestall winter dread!
© F Aparici


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Sim Evora
9 months

An extra hour would be nice. Unfortunately we don't have daylight savings where I'm at although the sun sets earlier now .

Nelson D Reyes
9 months

Trick and treat Pan’s muses along the way.

Like. Can’t wait for the Advent!
Thanks Brod.

9 months

Thanks for liking Brod. This is my second short autumn poem this year. I just posted a third and a fourth. Now I'm done for this year's autumn. LOL

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