Indian Summer #2 Poem by Theresa Ann Moore
Indian Summer #2
Autumn's display of color
puts my mind in a spin
Nature's pallet is incredible
What a grand mood I'm in…
The sun is setting sooner
Days are diminishing in length
Temperatures are dropping
Stealing my merriment and strength
I hear geese honking overhead
I see the stalks of corn yellowing
Squirrels are gather nuts frantically
I'm sitting by the fireplace mellowing
Nature has taken pity on me
Granting me a day of reprieve
Indian Summer is blessing me
with a summer day as I rake leaves
11/5/09
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4/16/2024 6:10:36 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Very nice, Theresa. I love an Indian Summer and we do feel we are getting a retrieve before winter arrives. Love your rhyming style as well! '10! ' Warm Wishes, Marilyn