Rose is Rose by Don Wimmer and Pat Brady for November 05, 2014

While not as good as my other autumn poem…..Autumn..For all the children of the earthThis is the busy timeStoring and preparing allTheir homes for Wintertime.The woods are full of colors brightThey seem to be on fireReds and yellows, brown and goldsOf which you can not tire.The wind blows harder than beforeTo blow leaves to the groundThey make a carpet soft and brightWherever you are bound.The chilly days and moon-filled nightsThe beauty of the fallThe autumn season has arrivedTo mystify us all..© “Amalthea Celebras” K.C. Fahel 26 September 1991