Paper Moon poetry

Breeze

A cool autumn breeze

An autumn breeze that blows

Through these summer trees

Turning these green summer leaves

To the common autumn fire

It's wild how it spreads

We sit and watch as this fire falls

From above

The last warmth before the winter freeze

After these leaves have abandoned there skeleton trees And have left their

Former Breeze

And only the snow coats and dresses these

Skeleton trees

Until these bare trees are graced by a

Spring breeze

And the green and pink return to the

Trees

A spring jubilee

Till the summer heat

Beckons the autumn

Breeze