An Autumn Baby

Trees Shredding, branches left bare

Discolouration in the air. What was green is now brown,

Turn that frown upside down.

Winter’s near but summer is too, you know this is true.

Grow old, but don’t be defined by seasons, give your life more meaning.

Twinkle, twinkle little star,

Floating between galaxies; Saturn and Mars.

A cold breeze is up and coming, windy days and dew in the morning.

A little list to consider as an Autumn baby,

As you grow, remember this maybe.

-D. Edwards | www.pain2poetry.com

 

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