Guardians Poem by Rebecca Navarre
Guardians
The rain clinging like dew,
in the morning sun. The cool
breeze in the air, telling us the
summer days are done. As soon,
the brightly colors of autumn will
unfold one by one. And the flowers
will bow their heads, as the changing
of guards has begun.
Tuesday, September 2, 2025
Topic(s) of this poem: seasons,nature,change
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