Autumn Memories
It's good
Just to sit here
In the sunshine.
The weather so much
Nicer,the end of August.
Just that
Touch of a br3eze,
Then it's Autumn.
I like Autumn best,
All those colours.
Whenever I see
All those leaves
On the ground,
I still can't resist
Kicking through.Time to pick up
My eldest.
Here they come,
All rushing out..
Where's mine?
There he is.
Shirt hanging out,
As usual.
Tie to one side.
Keep a firm grip
On my youngest.
Now to take them
Both home.
It's quiet now.
No sound of thunder.
It's so dark though,
IiI do like the sunshine.
The sky was so full
Of sunshine.
All those colours.
Hélène
Mon 2nd Sep 2024 14:21
A poem that drops the reader into a moment of time in the poet's life. Weather, seasons, children, a sense of contemplation. Lovely, Ornella.