Heather burns


Changing Seasons


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.

Submitted: Monday, July 08, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, July 09, 2013

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  • Lyn Paul (7/9/2013 7:52:00 AM)

    Wonderful words Heathers. I love the importance of the trees, .Thank You (Report) Reply

  • Wahab Abdul (7/9/2013 2:33:00 AM)

    marvelous, it metaphorically signifies the human life, the old age, i love it too much.. (Report) Reply

  • Thomas A Robinson (7/8/2013 9:21:00 PM)

    My favorite time of the year.
    When all is at a loss it is all my gain.
    The crisp cold air of blue autumned skies,
    The rosie red cheeks cold to our touch.
    The frosty breath one breathes at dawn.
    And the cold that takes one's shoulders and shakes and shivers.
    Dwell on that. (Report) Reply

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