Sing A Song Of Autumn
Sing a song of autumn,
Of flaming maple leaves
The gold and lemon yellow
Of elms and aspen trees.
Sing a song of harvest time,
Of corn shocks rusted brown .
Of bright orange, ready pumpkins,
Waiting on the ground.
Sing s song of autumn,
Of smoke spires reaching high.
Of wild geese formations
In a steel-blue sky.
Sing a song of autumn
Of a vivid season past.
Sing a song of renewed seasons
And dreams that always last.
Word painting
Host Tracey
By Mariannajo
© 2010 Mariannajo
(All rights reserved)
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