Autumn Whispers

When you hear all those trees
how they sing in the breeze
with their branches and leaves
which are now falling down
to cover the bare ground
and pile up in a mound
from where all of them grow
they begin then to show
that season we well know.
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by George Krokos

Comments (7)

it seems this poem whispers me sweetly with rhythm of autumnal songs
how they sing in the breeze with their branches and leaves... you begin the poem with a great and poetic lines. thank u dear poet. tony
This is such a beautiful description of Autumn, And gives a clear idea to those who live without the seasons a feel of the season. Thank you
A Beautiful Poem! ! ! ! ! Full Of Autumn Spirit Whispering! ! ! ! ! Ever So Lovely! ! ! ! ! Thank You Ever So Much For Sharing This! ! ! ! ! Endless 10S! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! +++++
Such a lovely poem! Everything comes back around. Thank you for sharing!
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