Fallen Leaves

Posted on October 21, 2025 under Poetry with no comments yet

 

 

Fallen Leaves

 

It’s fall, and the days are shorter,

Darkness is creeping in,

This time of year, I’m a big supporter,

Summer has left, that’s not a sin.

Seasons come and seasons go,

They pass quicker every year,

Before you know it, we’ll see snow,

We’ll be wearing different gear.

I love the fall, in all its glory,

The leaves they are a turning,

The changing colors, tell a story,

Lessons we keep on learning.

On sunny days, the leaves they crunch,

When they’ve fallen from the trees,

I hike in the woods, I have a hunch,

The calm before the freeze.

When it rains and the sky is foggy,

The leaves they make no sound,

Red, yellow, orange, they’re now quite soggy,

On their journey to the ground.

Life is a little bit like fall,

We live our lives in quarters,

Summer, winter, spring, they’re all,

Part of nature’s mortar.

The leaves are falling from our family trees,

As aging takes its toll,

Our seasons have passed, it’s plain to see,

The calling of the roll.

We’ve had our summer, winters, springs,

And suffered the occasional fall,

We’ve had our time, we’ve lived like kings,

We gave it our one and all.

Do not lament the fallen leaves,

For surely spring will come,

We’ll rise again, so do not grieve,

There are better days to come.