Autumn is Coming
A poem of whimsy and teachings
A young maple whispered sadly to an old gnarled oak
“Autumn is coming he quietly spoke
Autumn is upon us“
whispered the tree to the tree
“I’m changing so slight orange from green
Autumn is here whispered the maple
but bright are my colors in my dying hour
my leaves will fall as once did my flower”
“Dying?” sighed the oak “No its not so
Autumn is coming but again you will grow
we trees change as seasons come and go
leaves will fall but green again you will be
we change like the tides that are upon the sea”
“Winter is coming thought the young maple with grief”
“Why so sad?” thought the old oak tree
“For I have not any more leaves than thee
our whisper has faded when left did our leaves
a chill wind through our branches doth blow
All living shall sleep when long falls the snow
we will whisper no more till spring sets us free
just a little while more” said the old oak tree
And deep within the winter of white
The young maple tree still held no delight
“Why can I not be like yonder green tree
all tall and constant where he can be seen?”
“He stands in the snow and has not reason to hide”
the pine heard whispering “envy me not”
“I have not the power to change with the tide”
the old oak thought comfort for the young maple tree
“you see he’s no more dead or alive than we
“He may seem green and whispering as again so shall we
but inside he longs for the return of spring
you’ll understand soon after you grow taller than me
you’ll go through many a season and then you will see
Some wear their sorrow and joy upon their faces
and some wear them not
but that does not make the sorrow any less not
and the happiness any less for so hard fought.”
+Catherine Renee Stanger
WRITTEN Fall 2017
a poem that needs cleaning up pretty badly...and i will soon..its a poem of whimsy and realistic views of people and their ability to deal with sorrow and the seasons of life and how sorrow is no less for one person than it is for another if thats all they are used too...just because a person has an easier life than it seems you ever had does not mean they are not capable foe feeling the pain you do...while yes some obviously have tragedy mores than others..but its a good philosophy to live by...kinda cute ..this was my biggest challenge in awhile...i wanted my voice to be the same but for me to write something so very unlike what i usually do...something more along the lines of a fable with whimsy...i hope i succeeded in some way
*Note On every poem** all my poems are copyrighted and have codes to prove ownership ... While I doubt anyone here does this ..still have to say Don't steal other people's work wether a poem is good enough or not .... It's personal and directly speaks from the soul of the writer and to take their work and say it's yours ..it's wrong and unnatural ..your stealing a peice of them ...it's nothing to do with money or rights...it's so much more than that...its happened to me .. It can happen to anyone .. It hurts and I always speak out against it even if to most it seems pretentious...
#autumn #fable #fall #lesson #maple #moral #oak #story #time #trees #whimsy
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