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Late to the party, but at least I'm in attendance this month! This one is a poem from Fall . . .

My poetry sisters and I agreed to write a poem in hymn meter this month (think almost anything by Emily Dickinson, or Amazing Grace, or the Theme to Gilligan's Island, or the Yellow Rose of Texas). Here is mine.

I have a secret, said the Fall,
that nobody may know.
I whisper it through rustling leaves
that fall before the snow.

I know that it appears as if
death comes to growing things.
The truth is they are just asleep
and will awake in spring.

You can find the others' posts here:

Sara with If Apples Were Dappled and Sweet
Tricia with Autumn Song
Tanita with Keeping Emily's Sabbath
Liz with It Doesn't Feel Like Fall
Laura with An Old Dog in Autumn

Find the rest of the Poetry Friday posts by clicking the box below:

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TS Davis
Oct. 6th, 2017 05:03 pm (UTC)
Or, it could be Amazing Grace... but Gilligan wins this one.
Immediately I sang this aloud to myself and grinned. I could imagine K-2 graders singing this as part of a seasons study.
Oct. 6th, 2017 07:13 pm (UTC)
I like this secret!
Oct. 7th, 2017 10:53 am (UTC)
I love this secret--as whispered comfortingly by fall. Glad you made it--it's just not a party without you!
Mary Lee Hahn
Oct. 7th, 2017 11:09 am (UTC)
This makes me want to listen for other secrets whispered by Fall "through rustling leaves
that fall before the snow."
Violet Nesdoly
Oct. 7th, 2017 05:49 pm (UTC)
I've so enjoyed all the hymn projects you poetry sisters have linked this month. A poem that starts out with a secret just pulls one in. You created a beautiful mood in just eight lines.
Molly Hogan
Oct. 8th, 2017 09:25 pm (UTC)
It's been such fun reading all the hymns this week. What a comforting secret you've shared here!
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