As a new season and term begins,
Stormy skies replace a summer breeze.
Heatwaves end and coldness looms,
Changing trees shed colourful leaves.
People sip hot drinks in mugs,
Put on scarves and wear coats outside,
Work becomes busy and time passes by,
From the wind and rain you cannot hide.
Nights grow longer, days grow short,
Roast dinners on Sundays are cooked once more.
Families snuggle in front of fires,
Prepared for what winter might have in store.
Love this poem!
Lovely and very apt! Exactly how I would describe the coming season
Beautiful! This post made me so excited for fall and perfectly describes the season to me. Lovely!
I like this poem a lot! You said everything in a very clear and beautiful way! Very nice!
Thanks for reading.