Crisp Autumnal hues,
Transform before my eyes.
Burnt oranges turned frosty,
And morning dew coming through.
Days are getting shorter,
Darkness lasting longer.
Pumpkin picking hayrides,
Turning into magic wonder.
Mild falling weather,
Now icy to touch.
A loss of animal grazing,
And leaves that love to crunch.
First white snow starts to form,
Upon cold window ledges.
Another reason to stay inside,
To wrap up toasty warm.
Twigs upon their branches,
Frozen blocks of ice.
An icicle tree hanging,
That nature has intended.
Harvest now has come and gone,
We celebrate in awe.
A new year is approaching,
’Cos Winters finally here.
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Elizabeth Butler
Elizabeth Butler has a masters in Creative Writing University .She has published anthology, Turning the Tide was a collaboration. She has published a short children's story and published a book of poetry through Bookleaf Publishing.
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Lovely visuals of autumn and winter's frost creeping in. Well done.
Wow this is really good! Well done 😁👍🍁.