The colder wind today brought word of change. <br />With Autumn on its way soft blossoms shrink. <br />Berries dropp their plump hued heads in phases, <br />And shorter days pull Autumn to its brink. <br /> <br />The sun sheds less its brightness in full streams. <br />Pine trees sigh, branching closer to the ground. <br />Early morning grass recalls frosty dreams. <br />Autumn hunkers closer with autumn sounds. <br /> <br />Light hearth's cosy warmth, pull covers higher. <br />One of Autumn's blessings is a blazing fire.<br /><br />Fay Slimm<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/word-of-autumn/
