During early hours of the morning
I often linger along the edge of this lake
Welcomed with crunch and rustle of leaves
I stand for a while under the autumn tree
The birds fly and the wind blows
Voices of the insects, deer by the fence
On frosted air, aromas drift in a sway
Colours swirl alive in orange, yellow and red
A wishful whisper undulating in the breeze
Eagles nest high beyond the reach
Prism forms by the early sun ray
The lovely autumn day, the new mown hay
Flowers smile and the squirrels chatter
Mountains in the distance, behold the splendor
Scented pines enravish the sweetness
Itβs a beautiful day, I am grateful to take!
π I’m feeling wordless like Wednesday, huh. This made me smile throughout. You describe things so perfectly. Give me your eyes. π This is a masterpiece. See? That’s why I was asking you to write more often. Your words are so soothing. β€π I missed this a lot.
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Just Beautiful πΈπ
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Thank you π
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Wow! The choice of words really make the season come alive in this poem! That imagery is so on point! You really captured the essence of autumn! So amazing!πβ€
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Thank you π
Glad!
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Thanks Sidπ
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Your words present the scenic beauty so beautifully! ππ
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Thanks, Ayush! π
Have a great day.
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You too mateπ
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Amazingπ
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Thank you πβ€οΈ
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Hi, would love for you to check out my blog and let me know what you think βΊοΈ
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Ya definitely!
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