
Can you see fall?
( I see fall)
Hey, Summers going down..
it isn't in the tress but please
look closer to the ground..
she's springing up from below
Autumn is her given name
She's hot then cold
( that girl is bold)
it's like she plays a sexy game..
i was looking out the windows of
a tiny church so old..
and thought about, it's time no doubt
for Autumn to unfold..
I can see her there
( i hear her there)
she's not one to whisk right in..
she'll slowly come
(she's just begun)
try to catch her while you can...
i spend winter, writing poems and sculpting..snow for me is only bad when i have to walk or drive in it..other wise it doesn't bother me to have winter...i like seeing the trees naked and swaying in the wind...( guess being allergic to bug bites, really bad and not liking snakes & such things.. has a lot to do with it too....)...
Be Blessed,
PJ
I like this poem too!
Huggggggggggz,
Taylor