Before The Ice Is In The Pools
Before the ice is in the pools—
Before the skaters go,
Or any check at nightfall
Is tarnished by the snow—
Fall Poems - Page 3
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Fall Time
The Orange Color Of FallOrange is the beautiful flowers, the rustling of the leaves, and the overwhelming feeling of happiness.
Orange is the taste of cooked carrots in a hot stew.
Orange smells like a fresh baked pumpkin pie and a crackling fire on a cold evening.
Orange makes me feel like fall is in bloom. -
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October
The Quietness Of FallHere it comes,
the month of October,
a quiet season for some,
yet it doesn't leave us somber. -
Autumn
Indian Summer PoemThere's a crispness in the air that greets the morning sun, a feeling of anticipation, a new day has begun.
Harvest days are ending, winter is drawing near, yet in between is surely the most special time of year.
They call it Indian Summer, and it seems to fit the bill, for it's as if the Lord took a feathered brush and painted all the hills.
...Featured Shared StoryVery beautiful & inspiring. "Women in Ministry" will share this at a coffee we are hosting for younger women we mentor in the church.
Sandy, Moderator WIM -
A Beautiful Fall
Poem About Favorite Season Of YearThe leaves are changing and so is the weather
It's time to put away the shorts and put on the sweater
Halloween is near and Thanksgiving is coming
My favorite time of year this is becoming -
The Fall
Poem About The Season AutumnThe abundant, redundant season.
Ushering in the winter, like an appetizer before the big meal.
Just a taste of what is to come.
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Autumn
Poem About AutumnDescending leaves fall to the ground,
Twirling, twisting, round and round,
Autumn season is almost here,
The smell of freshness is oh so near. ...Featured Shared StoryI love this poem on autumn. I just wanted to share that autumn is my favorite of the four seasons. I love autumn because of the leaves changing colors and falling to the ground. I love autumn...
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Something Beautiful
Watching the last of these days disappear
feeling the air get colder
seeing the world get darker.
Memories of lying on the grass... -
Four Seasons
The leaves fall as a call to autumn.
The harvest ends and early snow comes.
The moon comes up, bringing the night as
Time rushes forward in hopes of sleep....
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