Sparks Of Autumn Poem by Cat Hodgson

When golden leaves rustle in season
Like a whisper of soft winters breathe
Youthful treasures sing a sleepy lullaby
My soul wanders through streets of yesterday

Autumn colors dance in winter’s hand
Mellow fires burn in warm flight
Time is just a ticking sound
Blossoms still acquire rainbows

Weathers panes glisten with dew
Time is embrace with triumph
As little mirrored cherubim dance
Heart smiles at the echo of life

Fauna seems to watch finite
As torrents of rivers flow
Let autumn be embraced with fervor
A season of color and warmth

Let the book of yesterday hold
Like sweet honey on a biscuit
Fragrant as honeysuckle
For that would be the greatest tale

© cat hodgson