Can you smell the morning mist <br />Roasted leaves cannot resist <br />The chilled wind of change. <br />As colours rearrange <br />That thrill <br />In orchard dawn the senses fill. <br />The wine of Autumn dreams to spill. <br />With scented smoke <br />Memories evoke <br />A childrens choir <br />Around bonfire. <br />Will you wake to winters' cold <br />To frozen lake <br />With skaters bold. <br />That silent death of ageing year <br />The bated breath of Christmas cheer. <br />But is all that glitters what it seems? <br />I'll find my gold in Autumn dreams. <br />Where nature set by silver streams <br />Great art to fade away. <br />No gallery could ever display <br />The beauty that the heavens spray. <br />I know you reminisce <br />Of Summer love <br />Or Springs' first kiss. <br />The frosted snowman moonlit bliss. <br />Or lonely beach hung with moon <br />To capture rapture of your hearts tune. <br />I love the ocean catching beams. <br />Yet I seek forever Autumn dreams.<br /><br />Kevin East<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/autumn-dreams-2/
