Upon the blowing wind
lives my Autumn dreams.
With a delightful glee
my soul took flight
as the breeze stole
my heart.
The whispering pines
swooshed and bowed,
the dirt grew into
a foggy cloud, as
Autumn changed her
gown.
Greens turned brown,
purple, and deep red
as the leafs shimmied
to the chilled ground.
The shadows slowly lengthened
as the night creeped,
crawling beside the sun
before saying farewell
to his brother he kissed
the sky with his full moon smile.
The stars winked
and the sun swooned
as the moon stole the
hour.
© 2019 By Amanda Shelton
Oct 31, 2019
Oct 31, 2019 at 12:33 AM UTC
Upon the blowing wind
lives my Autumn dreams.
With a delightful glee
my soul took flight
as the breeze stole
my heart.
The whispering pines
swooshed and bowed,
the dirt grew into
a foggy cloud, as
Autumn changed her
gown.
Greens turned brown,
purple, and deep red
as the leafs shimmied
to the chilled ground.
The shadows slowly lengthened
as the night creeped,
crawling beside the sun
before saying farewell
to his brother he kissed
the sky with his full moon smile.
The stars winked
and the sun swooned
as the moon stole the
hour.
© 2019 By Amanda Shelton
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