Here Again Comes Autumn Poem by me poet yeps poet

THREE AUTUMNAL POEMS INA ROW
READ
ONE by ONE
will follow
ERE AUTUMN GOES

Your voice beckons me now

Your voice beckons me now
to my backyard
where each autumn
I compose many a poem
the leaves of yore
since forgotten
trampled by winds crushing speed
up into the air leaves are blown
high above the trees
where beyond
they could never have reached
ere there had been no autumn

the colours manifests
on my mind's wire
as I see myriads of them
my drooping eyes admire

the scent of corns still pervades
what wind can ever invade
yet your autumn
is not different than mine
side by side we reside
as many dawns we have seen together
maybe as many splendid sunrises

but the beauty of the colorful
autumn trees
is anyone's surmise
how so nature is rich
can any human be
as a matter of surprise

autumns are my loves too
wow
how we all wish they came
again and again
to help us imagine
newer lives
alas not in vain