The blowing wind <br />The crisp, cool air <br />Leaves of yellow and auburn <br />Dew of the morning light <br />Reflecting off the blades of grass <br />Wishing it were back again <br /> <br />Writing a story in colors <br />With the breeze as the quil <br />It writes stories of old <br />And makes room for the new <br />Watching it make the Earth turn <br />Waiting for it to come home<br /><br />Taylor Scherer<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/an-elegy-for-autumn/
