Rhoey
12-05-2004, 03:06 PM
Golden leaves fall in the autumn breeze
The trees drop their golden yellow dress
October morning, the coming chill,
alarm the birds and bees
King winter and Queen Summer play seasons-chess
Their game scare all away, but not me.
I love to walk among the fallen leaves
As they fall down on me
I feel I’m someplace else, I feel free.
It’s like bading in a sea of gold
It’s only once a year this is something you can behold.
The year is at its best
Nature prepairs for the long winter nights
For winter is here, sooner than you think
Soon it’s time to rest.
-- N. A. Lengyel
-- Dediated to anyone who admires the scenery
The trees drop their golden yellow dress
October morning, the coming chill,
alarm the birds and bees
King winter and Queen Summer play seasons-chess
Their game scare all away, but not me.
I love to walk among the fallen leaves
As they fall down on me
I feel I’m someplace else, I feel free.
It’s like bading in a sea of gold
It’s only once a year this is something you can behold.
The year is at its best
Nature prepairs for the long winter nights
For winter is here, sooner than you think
Soon it’s time to rest.
-- N. A. Lengyel
-- Dediated to anyone who admires the scenery