The Sun Beats Down In Autumn. Poem by David Boyce

The sun beats down in Autumn.

The sun beats down in Autumn,
We see the start of morning frost,
We take a minutes silence,
To remember all those lives lost.

The trees starting to lose their fruit and leaves,
Falling to the ground below,
Ready for next year's new start,
After the melting of the winter snow.

The springtime we will see the new buds,
New growths to replace the old,
Leaves will grow so quickly,
Coloured green, brown, yellows and gold.

Trees need to shed their fruit and leaves each year,
To collect the nutrition they will need,
The fruit and leaves which fall onto the sodden ground,
Next year will become seeds.


Written by David Boyce
01 October 2013