Poetry Explorer

Classic and Contemporary Poetry

AUTUMN by NELLIE H. MOORE

First Line: THE AIR NOW BEARS A FROSTY CHILL
Last Line: AND GOD IS TURNING O'ER A PAGE.
Subject(s): AUTUMN; SEASONS; FALL;
The air now bears a frosty chill,
The sky is rose and gray;
The babbling brooks that can't lie still
Make music the live-long day.
The zephyrs give the trumpet call,
The flowers discard their dress;
The brown-tinged leaves begin to fall
Against the earth's sweet breast.
Richly dighted fields give place
To bleak and barren lands,
When angels with their wands erase
The pictures which He planned.
Vain youth is fading into age,
And God is turning o'er a page.



Home: PoetryExplorer.net