[Poetry Friday] Ushering in a New Season

Fats here.

Happy Friday! I have been “offline” for the last few days, trying to get some reading done and catching up with shows on Netflix. Writing a new post after a week of being offline threw me in a loop, but all is good. Fall is right around the corner, and I’d like to welcome my favorite season with a poem by Emily Brontë . Have a wonderful weekend!

Very grateful to Linda at TeacherDance for hosting this week’s Poetry Friday round-up!

Fall, Leaves, Fall

Emily Brontë

Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away;
Lengthen night and shorten day;
Every leaf speaks bliss to me
Fluttering from the autumn tree.
I shall smile when wreaths of snow
Blossom where the rose should grow;
I shall sing when night’s decay
Ushers in a drearier day.