Summer; fading, winter comes-
Frosty mornings, tingling thumbs
Window robins, winter rooks,
And the picture story-books.
Tag: poem
Monday’s Child ?
Monday’s child is fair of face,
Tuesday’s child is full of grace,
Fall, Leaves, Fall ?
Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away
Lengthen Night and shorten day;
Every leaf speaks bliss to me
Fluttering from the autumn tree.