Fall Wind
And now, one of my favorite fall poems. It may be a bit early, but I love it all year, so I will share it now.
Fall Wind
By Aileen Fisher
Everything is on the run -
willows swishing in the sun,
branches full of dip and sway,
falling leaves that race away,
pine trees tossing on the hill -
nothing's quiet; nothing's still;
all the sky is full of song:
"Winter's coming. Won't be long."
Fall Wind
By Aileen Fisher
Everything is on the run -
willows swishing in the sun,
branches full of dip and sway,
falling leaves that race away,
pine trees tossing on the hill -
nothing's quiet; nothing's still;
all the sky is full of song:
"Winter's coming. Won't be long."
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