WHEN SUMMER FADES AWAY

 

Upon this great world
The evening dusk falls,
Buzzing bees are scampering in
The farmer, the cattle he calls.

The sun will soon set low

And the day will quickly fade,

That's just what happens

When summer fades away.

The air turns crisp

Leaves crunch beneath our feet,

Cover up dear earth

It's time to go to sleep.

The stars now twinkling

Dancing a cool night's ballet,

That's just what happens

When summer fades away.

Leaves are falling

One by one,

September's show

Has now begun.

In a coat of many colors,

The hills and dales now on display,

That's just what happens

When summer fades away.

by Alexia Stevens, C 2024 all rights reserved.

Pixaby image by chulmin1700

NOVEMBER'S SONG

It’s in the morning sunrise
The yellow and purple hues,
That November’s song is heard
Coming through.

It’s in the falling leaves
That colored show of fall,
The red, gold, and brown
My favorites of all.

It’s in the evening breeze
The sweetest lullaby,
I sit fireside, cozy and warm
And sigh.

It’s in the painted heavens
The joy of sunset’s fame,
November’s song of requite and grace
Her ancient acclaim.

by Alexia Stevens, C 2017 all rights reserved.
Image in Pixaby by Ulleo 

AUTUMN'S GOLD

Gone are the warm days

And autumn now comes,

The air turns crisp as

The summers day is done.

'Tis the songs of birds,

Like prayers on angels' wings,

The bluest skies

That I am remembering.

The land now aflush

With autumn gold,

Hail October that

Doth now unfold.

The woodlands, hills, and dales

Doth boast thy comeliness,

And surround thy guests

In autumn's shades of loveliness.

by Alexia Stevens, C 2017 all rights reserved

Image on Pixaby by Glavo