The purplish crimson sun's now arising,
And buds are waiting on yellow rosebush.
Yesterday lessons for today are guiding,
As birds take violet skies of dawn hush.
The youth grew so quickly, time's ambush!
Red is in the flower beds of roses, petunias and carnations,
Blooms dream in magical moonlight, now that stars are out,
And permeate a deep, black night, with burgundy fragrance!
Amidst the rich pearl dewdrops, breezes are scattered about,
As fond reveries of bronzed sunshine, under pale stars flout!
On the path of the colorful trees, in autumn days I walk;
And I am filled with the beautiful sights and forest sounds.
In the chill season of glory, upon a vivid nature catwalk,
Acorns and leaves are falling, and perfect silence abounds,
Save the haunting autumnal birdsong, which forever surrounds.
The frenzied squirrels are feasting, and leaves rustle slow,
And lemony sunshine lends its cheer, amid a steady falling,
Adding to final moments of foliate glow, for the world below.
Now sunlit hours are fleeting, as time's no longer crawling,
......
Red is in the flower beds of roses, petunias and carnations,
Blooms dream in magical moonlight, now that stars are out,
And permeate a deep, black night, with burgundy fragrance!
Amidst the rich pearl dewdrops, breezes are scattered about,
As fond reveries of bronzed sunshine, under pale stars flout!
The purplish crimson sun's now arising,
And buds are waiting on yellow rosebush.
Yesterday lessons for today are guiding,
As birds take violet skies of dawn hush.
The youth grew so quickly, time's ambush!
On the path of the colorful trees, in autumn days I walk;
And I am filled with the beautiful sights and forest sounds.
In the chill season of glory, upon a vivid nature catwalk,
Acorns and leaves are falling, and perfect silence abounds,
Save the haunting autumnal birdsong, which forever surrounds.
The frenzied squirrels are feasting, and leaves rustle slow,
And lemony sunshine lends its cheer, amid a steady falling,
Adding to final moments of foliate glow, for the world below.
Now sunlit hours are fleeting, as time's no longer crawling,
......