“The leaves are changing; I feel poetry in the air." Laura Jaworski
“Softly, green gives way to gold
The summer warmth gives way to cold
And autumn winds begin to blow
Across the changing earth.” Laura Jaworski
“Autumn is the time when Nature takes her watercolor to the trees." Laura Jaworski
“An autumn breeze,
a string of words,
a star-filled sky—
all are poetry.” Laura Jaworski
“In the hazy days at summer’s end
When the air’s still warm and the green near spent
When the days grow short and the evenings tall
Then you feel in a whisper,
Fall.” Laura Jaworski
“A little leaf
In a sea of green
Takes a breath, and poof, he’s yellow!
Then his friends join along
And begin Autumn’s song
All because of that brave little fellow.” Laura Jaworski
“There are few things finer than a walk among the trees on an autumn day.”
Laura Jaworski
“What gold I have, I give to you
Words spoken by a world at play
And offered as the falling leaves
This bright October day.”
Laura Jaworski
“Orange in the autumntime
Blossoms in the spring
Shelter for the animals
A perch for birds to sing
Stalwart in the colder months
In warmth, a rustling sea
Is there anything in all the world
More lovely than a tree?” Laura Jaworski
“There is no greater artist than a tree in autumntime.” Laura Jaworski
“To walk among the falling leaves
And breathe the autumn air
And keep the company of trees
What thing could be more fair?” Laura Jaworski
“When summer greets autumn
They two, for a while
Conspire in whispers
Then part with a smile.” Laura Jaworski
“Each season promises beauty enough
so as not to regret the former’s passing.” Laura Jaworski
“Little squirrel out gathering
In the autumn sun
The leaves have tucked away your seeds
But searching's half the fun.” Laura Jaworski
“One breath of autumn is pure joy to the senses.” Laura Jaworski
“Come Autumn
Roll your red-gold wave
Gently
Across the good earth.” Laura Jaworski
“The warmth of summer ebbs
As Nature works her alchemy
Of changing green to gold
And costuming the autumn tree.” Laura Jaworski
“Leaves fall and the spirit soars.” Laura Jaworski
“In a burst of gold, comes autumn.” Laura Jaworski
“In the fall
A soft breeze
Through the trees
Turns the leaves
Into fireworks confetti.” Laura Jaworski
“The whistling winds are thrilling
The falling leaves, divine
And oh, how Nature paints the living earth in autumntime.” Laura Jaworski
“It fluttered past an autumn tree
In yellow-gold it caught my eye
The last of summer’s fleeing warmth
A lovely little butterfly.” Laura Jaworski
“Autumn holds a wonder all its own.” Laura Jaworski
“The shuffle underfoot
The gently falling leaves
The chimneys puffing wood smoke,
That scent the frosted breeze
The pumpkins in their patch
The cornstalks growing tall
The landscape slowly changing garb,
From green to gold—it’s fall!” Laura Jaworski
“On a crisp October evening
In a cozy little patch
A chipmunk found a pumpkin
In a tuft of autumn grass
He built a door and windows
And a chimney made of stone
Then he hugged that little pumpkin
As he whispered, welcome home!” Laura Jaworski
“Sailing autumn leaf
The blue sky is your ocean
The wind is your wave.” Laura Jaworski
“The squirrels collect their nuts
The leaves take to the skies
We welcome bright, crisp evenings
And wave the warmth goodbye
The breeze begins to nip
The caps and scarves appear
How magical the world becomes
When autumntime is here.” Laura Jaworski
“I would regret losing the warm green of summer
were it not for autumn’s promise of gold.”
Laura Jaworski
“Beautiful Autumn
With no camera in sight
You’re captured by soul.” Laura Jaworski
“A little squirrel
Gathering in the sunshine
Autumntime is here.” Laura Jaworski
“Up in the ol' apple tree
With the moon shining down through the branches
With a rickety ladder to climb
(But that's OK, I'll take my chances)
With a mug of my favorite cocoa
And a blanket that fits me just right
With a big slice of pie
Gazing up at the sky
On the very first crisp autumn night.”
Laura Jaworski
“The world
Bronzed in Autumn
Breathes magic.” Laura Jaworski
“When autumntime approaches, you can feel it
Like a distant call that’s sailing on the breeze
It’s a-comin’ ever closer with a paintbrush
And a yellow, red-gold palette for the trees
There’s a crisp, delightful coolness all around you
And a crinkle underfoot, as if to say
Let’s go strolling through the bright October sunshine
With the dancing leaves ahead to guide the way!” Laura Jaworski
“No seams
No in betweens
Just gentle flow
When leaves begin to blow
And flowers grow
No distinctions
No parts
Just a year
Blending into
One work of art.” Laura Jaworski
🍂💕 Happy Autumn 💕🍂
