Autumn Delight
The autumn breeze danced
among the multicolored trees.
It smiled mischievously
as it whirled and twirled endlessly,
tirelessly with strong forceful gusts.
It tugged at the vibrant colored leaves.
The leaves clutched the branches not wanting to fall.
They were no match for brisk breeze.
With a soft sigh, they descend to autumn’s call.
The autumn breeze danced
among the multicolored trees.
It smiled mischievously
as it whirled and twirled endlessly,
tirelessly with strong forceful gusts.
It tugged at the vibrant colored leaves.
The leaves clutched the branches not wanting to fall.
They were no match for brisk breeze.
With a soft sigh, they descend to autumn’s call.
Phyllis Babcock was born in Saskatchewan, Canada in
1951 and currently resides in Regina with her husband. She has been blessed
with two wonderful sons and daughter-in-laws. She has two grandsons and two
granddaughters. She started writing poetry in 2004 and joined Poetry Soup site
in 2006. She has been published in two anthologies, On Butterfly Wings and
Snippets. Her work has also appeared on Poetry.com and in a local
seniors’ newspaper. She feels writing has been a wonderful journey, meeting
many new poets and writers along the way.
Lovely! Thank you for sharing
ReplyDeleteYes. Heartfelt. So endearing. Thank you for sharing this delight, Phyllis. Continued blessings!
ReplyDelete-MJ (www.tgbtgpublictions.com)
A lovely scene of autumn you provide in this colorful tribute to autumn Barbara. It is my favorite time of year.
ReplyDeleteI could visualize the leaves hanging on for dear life! Blessings, Connie