Changing Seasons Poem by Heather Burns

Changing Seasons

Rating: ★5.0


Trees begin to shed
their clothing
leaves change colors

Turning brown then
gold
falling from their
homes
to be blown away

They stand alone
bare in distress
for all to see

The wind whistles
through the pines
there's a chill in
the air

Close the door
gently
days become bitter
cold
winter has arrived.



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Heather Burns
Monday, July 8, 2013
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Vishal Sharma 09 July 2013

i am feeling cold reading this nothing is more sweeter than this

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Lyn Paul 09 July 2013

Wonderful words Heathers. I love the importance of the trees, .Thank You

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Wahab Abdul 09 July 2013

marvelous, it metaphorically signifies the human life, the old age, i love it too much..

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Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar 08 July 2013

a very subtle in its expression. nice

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