The Poetry Snapshot: A Rose Filtered Autumn Day

The stroke of autumn colors swipe across the evening sky.
An every day miracle;
I catch a glimpse as I walk nearby.
Leaves in every shade of red hit the ground,
and crunch beneath my feet with a familiar sound.
Golden rays ricochet off everything it grazes,
and touches my face with soft embraces.

But what I say may not be all real or true.
It is nothing but a rose-filtered view.
And what a wonderful way to view this world,
through my own poetic hue.
I find beauty in the smallest of things,
and it is a royal way of living,
like true queens and kings.

The Nichols Arboretum, Ann Arbor, Michigan

nehaallathur

Student studying business and minoring in community action and social change. Passionate about expressing the unsaid thoughts and unseen emotions around us, through photography and poetry!

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