Winds that blow. Leaves that glow.

English: Wayland Smithy in Autumn Taken in a l...

English: Wayland Smithy in Autumn Taken in a late Autumn. A carpet of leaves making the ancient monument glow (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

After summer’s sultry flowers,
We get autumn showers.

Winds that blow.
Leaves that glow.
Nature’s wealth is ours.

Harvest grain and harvest corn.
All our food from earth is born.

Warmth of sun-
Ripeness come-
Fruits and nuts adorn.

Trees are turning red and gold
In the glancing sun.

Leaning down I see your face.
Autumn love has come.

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About Kate Thwaite

I love writing , conversation, art, wild flowers, music and air.And books
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