Autumn and Winter Poetry

Autumn, the leaves turn color and the rain hits the windowpane all day long. We are bored looking outside the window and sleeping with the soothing rain sounds. There is the walk in autumn in solitude and the crisp autumn breeze against the background of beautiful autumnal color! A carpenter on a winter vespertide is chopping yule logs for the fireplace. The fire is rekindling all day and night while we relish a cup of hot coffee in our rocking chair. Smoke rising on the chimney rekindled a...