"AUTUMN"
by John Anthony Elliott 2023 revised
Sunlight streams through window pane,
Hues of orange/yellow filled my waking eyes,
Meadow larks sang their chirpy tune,
Summer has gone, but will come again.
Trees who's leaves are golden brown,
Blowing gently, in the morning breeze,
Sky so clear with its shade of blue,
Autumn comes to a sleepy Town.
Cocooned in quilt of feathery down,
Warm and snug I idly lay,
Eyes still sleepy from my dreams,
I arise to face another day.
Smoke from yonder factory puffs,
workers drifting to their work,
golden leaves about their heads,
As wind blows o'er the terraced roofs.
Crisp & crunchy underfoot, icy leaves galore,
Jack frost's nipping old and young,
fingers numb with cold,
Days are growing ever shorter, Autumn is no more.
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