A Little Autumn Poem by The Boy

My boy Jack has to write a poem every week or so for his 9th grade English class, and this week the assignment evidently calls for “Mother Nature” to be used in each stanza. I give you …

Rise of Fall

by Jack Coleman

Time slows, the dawn comes late,

Squirrels prepare to hibernate,

Mother Nature’s flowery, leafy day clothes are shed.


Of balmy drafts there is a dearth

On this new autumnal Earth,

Mother Nature reclines upon her earthy bed.


The wind whispers sweet melodies,

The leafy percussion accompanies,

Mother Nature draws her sheets over her head.


The harvest is reaped,

Pumpkin pulp is heaped,

The wakefulness from Mother Nature’s eyes has fled.


Families feast,

Warm weather doth cease,

Mother Nature stirs not, but sleeps instead.


Bless you, Jason Elrite, for inspiring my boy to write.

Published by Beth Bates

Writer, writing coach, book editor, CNF instructor, connector, mom, wife, and lover of fresh air, grass, trees, birds, waves, sand, mountains, stories, and travel Let's be friends on Twitter @bethbates

5 thoughts on “A Little Autumn Poem by The Boy

    1. Aww, no he’s no longer a lette on the outside, but he’s plenty lette on the inside. 🙂 Can’t wait for you guys to see each other sonly!

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