Samantha LeBoeuf l Founder, Daily Wisdom Words LLC

A POEM FROM "DON'T ASK ME FOR A RED ROSE" THREE DAUGHTERS OF AUTUMN September has gone, dragging her long dress Gave way to October the middle daughter of autumn September had red cheeks and yellow hair October came with yellow cheeks and red hair September had a flighty demeanor from the leftover of summer Sometimes she was cheerful like a child Sometimes she was silent like an old woman October was a woman of about forty-five But she had lost none of her beauty She had a mature and dignified appearance She was not cold like her little sister November Nor was she indecisive like her big sister September She was the one we think of when we think of autumn Then she left, to be replaced by her younger sister, November. She came in with her earthy face and orange hair With the mood of a patient under the shadow of death Three daughters of Autumn, each the belles of a thousand poets They came and went, they fell from the calendar leaf They waved from afar and said see you next year Order the book: amazon.com/Dont-Ask-Me-Red-R… #poetrycommunity #PoetryTravis #POEMS #AIart #booktwt #booktok #book #amazonprime #booklover #poesia #siir #Autumn #love