|
|
|
|
| Meeting Of The Minds Journal Contributor |
 The Autumn Trail Crisp breeze dancing through the trees Touch of chill slipping in Colors changing as the year ends Bright and fiery tones light the trees The trail goes through the deep woods Into the night of the forest canopy Giving refuge from the heat of summer Falling in the fall to sleep till spring The chickadee flits and sings in the sleepy canopy Hear it’s call, that brought its name Happy and nimble gaiety of this tiny bird As it preforms its ballet in the autumn woods The chattering squirrels, mighty artists of the canopy Leaping from branch to branch like a trapeze artist Gathering food for the coming winter With grace and style, artists of the trees The mighty elk running free through the forests Tall and majestic as they meander from place to place Raising their young readying them for the coming snows Price of the forest they roam with pride and power All and more promenade through the trail As autumn days passes through to night Each gracing the scenery with there beauty Each playing t a part in the grand opera of life Autumn’s opera plays through the season Ending with the morning frosts of winter But every member giving their own grandeur To Mother Nature’s realm |
|
Submissions Guidelines | Pierre Richards | Next | Writing Community |