Autumn’s Splendour
September
renders
Summer gone –
the sun, so strong,
becomes more tender.
How she
bends the
boughs with fruit!
And fills dull bushes full of loot:
her berried treasure.
Soon she’ll
send her
winds to blow the
leaves aglow like
fireside embers …
renders
Summer gone –
the sun, so strong,
becomes more tender.
How she
bends the
boughs with fruit!
And fills dull bushes full of loot:
her berried treasure.
Soon she’ll
send her
winds to blow the
leaves aglow like
fireside embers …
This poem is copyright (©) Harry Glass 2024
About the Writer
Harry Glass
Harry Glass is a Year 6 primary school teacher in north London who regularly writes children’s poems on his blog (harryglass.tumblr.com). Before teaching, he used to be a travel writer and magazine editor. He also loves writing songs. And tennis. (He plays tennis, he doesn’t write it.)
