You long to see bright Autumn days, <br />With colorful leaves on yonder trees <br />In tones of yellow, orange and red <br />Before Nature's annual freeze. <br /> <br />The colors will burst in every direction, <br />The tree boughs no longer are green, <br />Nuts dropping to the leaf strewn ground <br />Where large, orange pumpkins now are seen. <br /> <br />You long want to see the hues of an Autumn Fair <br />And the bright sun rising above the distant hill. <br />You long feel the coolness on your cheeks, <br />to hear the wind's steady shrill. <br /> <br />Autumn waves her magic wand, <br />The aroma of leaves you will consume, <br />The enchanting days of summer are gone, <br />The land is overwhelmed by Nature's perfume. <br /> <br />There are memories of other Autumn days <br />That your heart will recall as you ponder, <br />The gigantic trees and the dropping leaves <br />As they gave you a special moment of wonder. <br /> <br />But now - you sit before a window <br />Watching the soft and steady precipitation, <br />Far from the picturesque Autumn days - <br />Snow accumulating without any hesitation.<br /><br />Joseph T. Renaldi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/autumn-fair-2/
