Chitter Chatter

by Yankee4youSt. Albans, Vermont, USA

Nov 2021 325 Views 1 comments

Chitter-Chatter

As the last leaves flitter to the ground
There’s this sense of urgency falls all around
Some may call it disquieting or just wound
While others just blend in with the crowd

What we surmise for ourselves to give
Would be wise for us all to forgive
Would this be the first time you live
Or entertain thoughts to relive

Our entire lives are all that matter
Between the raindrops pitter-patter
The clouds do break and scatter
The winter bird will sing and chatter

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Posted: Nov 2021

About this poem:

Last of New England’s fall days. Leaves have almost completely dropped and the sun is now low in the sky.

Comments (1)

OceanzestHamilton, Waikato New ZealandNov 9, 2021

Winter is pretty but often forlorn Yankee, here we are inheriting weather from Australia and its warmer than comfortable. I see you are 3 poems away from 600, wow that's a collection.