The Swerve

Autumn Poem by Jessica S, 606

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The autumn wind

The last of the leaves drift slowly down

In a wonderful shower of red and gold and brown.

Landing on already huge heaps

Waiting for the wind

 

Finally the wind picks them all up

Swirls them around

Blows them far and wide

A million miles from here

 

Finally they settle upon a place to stay

Here they are, a blanket to cover a sleeping Earth

At last, they decay

Now the Earth needs a new blanket

 

Never fear, for at last, the first snowfall is here!

The first flake is nothing, but there are many, 

hundreds of thousands of millions

Waiting to transform the earth

 

But this time, the wind does not help

Blowing and scattering the snow

A blizzard on a clear day

This is all the wind’s doing

 

Autumn is over, yet the wind still blows

It is eternal, only resting, never vanishing

Spring, Summer, Fall, and Winter

Part of a beautiful and powerful force that we call nature

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