Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 2, 2008

Signs of Fall

Already? Signs of Fall? That's what we saw on our walk last evening. We also saw signs of fall last week while up at the lake (a post coming soon!). The leaves were already starting to change color and fall to the ground. While I love the feel of fall weather, I wish the days wouldn't start to get shorter. Soon we will have to do our walks in the early morning or very early evenings.

Ryan spotted a lonely pumpkin in a small patch.
Do you see the yellow leaves?
Blowing dandelions is fun!


A Fall Song
by Ellen Robena Field

Golden and red trees
Nod to the soft breeze,
As it whispers, "Winter is near;"
And the brown nuts fall
At the wind's loud call,
For this is the Fall of the year.

Good-by, sweet flowers!
Through bright Summer hours
You have filled our hearts with cheer
We shall miss you so,
And yet you must go,
For this is the Fall of the year.

Now the days grow cold,
As the year grows old,
And the meadows are brown and sere;
Brave robin redbreast
Has gone from his nest,
For this is the Fall of the year.

I do softly pray
At the close of day,
That the little children, so dear,
May as purely grow
As the fleecy snow
That follows the Fall of the year.