No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace as I have seen in one autumnal face - John Donne
Autumn by Emily Dickinson The morns are meeker than they were,
The nuts are getting brown;
The berry's cheek is plumper,
The rose is out of town.
The nuts are getting brown;
The berry's cheek is plumper,
The rose is out of town.
The maple wears a gayer scarf,
The field a scarlet gown.
Lest I should be old-fashioned,
I'll put a trinket on.
The field a scarlet gown.
Lest I should be old-fashioned,
I'll put a trinket on.
In Autumn
Fannie Montgomery
They're coming down in showers,
The leaves all gold and red;
They're covering the little flowers,
And tucking them in bed.
They've spread a fairy carpet
All up and down the street;
And when we skip along to school,
They rustle 'neath our feet.
Autumn Leaves
Marilyn Helmer
Wind blows
and fills the skies
with gold and yellow
butterflies
which flit to earth
with skips and hops
to dance and twirl
like spinning tops.
The last one dips
in a puddle to float
like a single scarlet
sailing boat.
