Maple is an Autumn fairy
Who lives in an enchanted wood.
She mixes spices together
And makes everywhere look good.
She pours Paprika over the Oak,
Cinnamon over the Maple
She makes the Beech look on fire
By giving it enough Chili energy until April
Finally, she weaves her Autumn quilt
Of crimson, scarlet and mustard bright
She throws it down, tucks them in
And gently kisses them goodnight
What a marvellous poem. What beautiful language and wonderful imagery. Thank you so much. You have brightened my not so good day
Wonderful poem- catches this time of year beautifully
Lily, that is so beautiful, I can picture it in my mind. You are a very clever girl. Write some more please xx