October Morn
The dawn breaks gently on crisp October morn
Through misty eyes I welcome the new born day
A golden sun shimmers gently across the land
As a lush dew laden grassy carpet guides my way
A cloud of starlings paints a picture across the sky
Putting on a prize winning performance to die for
The trees shed their tears of yellow orange and red
Onto a warm welcoming cushioned kaleidoscope floor
Swaying gently in a brisk refreshing autumn breeze
Washed by a cool comforting caressing rain once more
I amble down the avenue scrunching and kicking up
A wild never ending ocean of crunchy crackling leaves
I am beguiled by this seductive crisp October morn
Myself and nature entwined in harmony if you please
Tom Doolan
Fri 9th Oct 2015 09:35
Hi Harry
My favourite season - thanks for feedback :)