Autumn Leaves
The ground is never bare,
not when autumn comes.
Instead it's covered in crispy leaves,
Crackling as you tred through.
There's no simple green leaves left,
apart from the evergreen branches.
Instead they're bursting with colour.
Everyone trys to sweep them away,
but this is a wasted effort,
because they are here to stay.
Whatever you do with them,
they will find their way back to their old place.
It is hard to get rid of leaves,
when they are being blown back by the chilly autumn breeze.
By Chloe Morley
(A/N: I know full well that its not Autumn, but when you've got an idea you need to use it! <3)
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Landscape And Wildlife
PoetryBook of poems about landscape and wildlife that I write as I go along. Please read my first book called my poems if you haven't already (which is now complete). Enjoy! The book cover is amazingly made by @Wildifae !!!! <3
