Autumn Dance

I'm a writer, a poet, a dreamer. Born and raised in New York City. I now live in Daytona Beach, Florida. .

Oh, my friend,

it hasn’t been too long -

when we saw the changes coming.

We embraced the colors of autumn,

dancing with the autumn leaves,

as around us colors swirled -

yellow, orange, red and brown.

Dancing with our arms outstretched,

wanting to fly to the skies -

till we were surprised,

when lacey white snowflakes,

went flying by.

The trees almost bare,

waving branches in greeting.

while beneath our feet,

leaves piling up.

Come the rainy autumn days,

making the leaves,

appear like colorful jewels,

shining beneath the hazy sun.

Down by the river,

still swiftly flowing,

ducks and gulls bob upon the ripples.

The colors of autumn,

quickly disappearing,

beneath a blanket of white,

the river now lies still,

in frozen splendor,

while we journey,

through the dark, dreary days,

into a blooming spring.

But hey, my friend -

I’ll be waiting for another dance,

when the following autumn,

comes rolling in.

© 2019 Gypsy Rose Lee