Autumn Begins

A Poem By Bernadette // 12/11/2007

From green to gold leaves are turning
From Summer to Fall seasons changing
From haze to blue the sky is yearning.

From feeding flowers to raking leaves
From playing in water to playing be fire
From green to red leaves are turning.

Now is the time for harvesting
Now is the time for pumpking carving
Now is the time for Thanksgiving
Now green to orange leaves are turning.



YOUR NAME IS BERNADETTE!?!?! I WAS GOING TO WRITE A STORY ABOUT A GIRL NAMED THAT! I like your name. This might seem silly but does anyone call you Dette? Is it okay if I call you that?

Emily-Smileygirl (not verified) | Sat, 12/15/2007

My name

I am glad you like my name. I like my name too, but I don't like shortening my name. Thanks for asking.

Bernadette | Sat, 12/15/2007


Just reading this poem, I can almost smell autumn... I like all your describing stuff!

Luv, Hannah

Anonymous | Wed, 01/30/2008