Sand
Castles
Wind in the Willows
..
The wind in the willows
Its cruel breath we hear
Summer time is lost
Autumn leaves are so near
Natures time of change
Put Summer things away
A nip in the morning air
The crisp chill of the day
.
Autumn leaves of gold
In all of their splendor
Fall to the ground
Green they remember
To nourish the roots
Of this willow tree
Reborn in life anew
On a branch to be free
.
To reminisce is not sad
Of the fun that we had
Summer time will appear
The same time next year
For now it is Fall
The best season of all
With leaves Red and Yellow
In the Wind of the Willow
...
EyeOfTheTiger2u7
AKA Ken
September 17 2013 ©
( All Rights Reserved )
Wind In
The Willows
