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!
 
10-20-2020
© F Aparici

2020

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Sim Evora
about 1 month

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
about 1 month

Trick and treat Pan’s muses along the way.

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

Francis
Francis
about 1 month

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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