Poems
Nature's Gown
Autumn in The Southern Highlands of New South Wales, Australia.
Autumn leaves are tumbling down,
Russet, rouge, a golden gown,
Oak and Crabapple merge with Gum,
Maple tree your time has come.
Birch and Ash, Cherry and Elm,
Adorn the paths we love to roam,
Shedded wonders they abound,
A carpet deepening on the ground.
Days grow shorter, evenings chill,
Spiders spin, the birds do trill,
How clear and blue now are the skies,
As I sit here watching butterflies.
Morning dew lies heavily,
A shining cloak so heavenly,
A time to marvel, to embrace the change,
As Nature dazzles us with her range.
The spell you’ve woven holds me fast,
How I wish this moment to last.