Autumn Orchard
A poem about the closing of a chapter in life
Autumn leaves fall in the quietest way
Natural beauty in nature’s decay
Changing season forcing me to reap
Piles of friendship left in a heap
Harvesting all the moments we shared
You never managed to mask that you cared
Fallen Autumn leaves have been raked away
Crisp apples gathered to be sold on the last day
Eyes that touch and hands that never meet
I never knew I’d miss you with every heartbeat
Desire to leave the orchard has faded and cooled
The harvest proved that my heart had been fooled
A shiny red apple hanging from the tallest tree
Delicious and juicy, the price will never be free
Baked and cidered before winter’s serenade
Escaping before I could unpin my grenade
The orchard in autumn was mighty splendid
Apples scattered and the trees left unattended
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Britt Blomster
I'm a writer, poet, storyteller and dreamer. I'm inspired by the world around me and channel that into my writing.
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