The heat of summer declining
Winter is on its way
The stars begin aligning
Like flowers in a bouquet
As the breeze rolls through the field
Stands the finest purple flower
With a beauty that she so graciously wields
As she walks this land of ours
She is warmth in autumn
A smooth aroma in winter
A warm embrace that's made of cotton
A love tinted red like dusk in winter
In a gentle season of change
I see my beautiful Autumn Crocus
Mar 8
Mar 8, 2026 at 5:16 PM UTC
The heat of summer declining
Winter is on its way
The stars begin aligning
Like flowers in a bouquet
As the breeze rolls through the field
Stands the finest purple flower
With a beauty that she so graciously wields
As she walks this land of ours
She is warmth in autumn
A smooth aroma in winter
A warm embrace that's made of cotton
A love tinted red like dusk in winter
In a gentle season of change
I see my beautiful Autumn Crocus