The Art of Fall
Rolland G. Smith
Each breeze of fall creates her art
By choosing leaves to fly around.
Yellow's float and crimsom's dart
The browns and oranges twist and bound.
Some colored piles are rococo
While others blend like pallet's streak.
It changes when the breezes blow
With added colors in their peak.
To find a frame for autumn's grace
And hold it's beauty for a time
You must imagine and embrace
That nature's glory is sublime.
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1 comment:
Nicely put....I could see it happening as I read this, beautiful.
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