Falling leaves shiver
crisply coldly down my spine.
Footsteps crunch below.
Falling leaves shiver
crisply coldly down my spine.
Footsteps crunch below.
Fall is in the air
flowers and trees are dormant
winter is coming
The pumpkins are gone
The presents are not yet here
Right now, it's just fall
Recruits plod forward,
a shout, "Onward, you fodder!"
All, save one, will Fall.
Winter has arrived
Bringing the bitter cold air
Now I hibernate
My copper is gone
I need to build more recruits
I must build more mines
Leaves turning colors
Another Contest
Here's hoping I'm a winner
Thanksgiving is here
a time to celebrate love
family and friends give thanks
The bright green of Spring.
Summers fading light brings Fall.
Red. Orange. Yellow.