Indian Summer

Lisa R. Strong
A bright pale sun;
Shines through bare trees;
A sudden gust of wind;
Disturbs the rest of fallen leaves;
It picks them up;
And swirls them around;
Before they come to rest again;
Such a beautiful day;
Unusually warm for late November;
I soak it all in;
Knowing that this won't last;
As tomorrow brings;
The winter's first snow.

Published by Lisa R. Strong

I was born and raised in Binghamton NY. I have been writing short stories since I was eight years old, and poetry since I was a teenager. I also write prayers, meditations, and opinion articles. My dre...  View profile

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  • Dee12/29/2007

    we had a wonderful Indian Summer this year. I love Autumn

  • Justice Lives Not12/18/2007

    Great poem. Wasn't this years Indian Summer incredible?

  • Steven West12/16/2007

    I enjoyed this poem very much. Indian summer was really nice.

  • foggynotion12/13/2007

    good poem. november is an interesting time.

  • Kady Burney12/11/2007

    I like this one. It makes me think of Missouri weather. The seasons can really tease you sometimes! LOL..great poem, hun!

  • SAIKAT KUMAR DUTTA12/4/2007

    Nicely written about Indian summer.

  • Mary E. Coe12/2/2007

    Very nice. A good write.

  • Mike Sutherland12/2/2007

    Short but sweet; nicely done! I love Indian summer.

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