As the sun rises
The fog lifts.
The leaves glow
Red yellow orange
brilliant in the morning light.
Her leaves linger long after
All others blanket the ground.
Soon thereto will her leaves lie.
Winter is upon us.
As the sun rises
The fog lifts.
The leaves glow
Red yellow orange
brilliant in the morning light.
Her leaves linger long after
All others blanket the ground.
Soon thereto will her leaves lie.
Winter is upon us.
Miss Judy Writes 