Fruit of Gold 🍁

As Autumn came, the trees all lost their leaves, but this year’s Autumn has by far been the most fruitful season! Though the Autumn trees became bare, they gave even more blessed fruit to me – I have been showered with countless blessings! To commemorate this very successful season, I have decided to write a poem in honour of the last day of Autumn – enjoy…

Autumn trees, they lost their leaves,

But bore more fruit than I could wish for,

Blessed drops falling from their branches

Into my outstretched hands,

The chill creeping in

Was a warm embrace to me,

Filling me with those lovely old memories

Of times already passed,

Walking across seas

Of orange and gold,

A beautiful sight to see while

Climbing up that never-ending ladder,

Yes, autumn let me climb

Higher than ever,

Brushing the tops

Of gold-laden trees,

Branches outstretched and

Pushing me along,

Edging ever closer

To the fruit bore up high.

A poem #FruitOfGold 🍁

Written by #theomarmukhtar

p/s: Head over to my Instagram @theomarmukhtar if you want to hear me recite my poem ⤵️

https://instagram.com/theomarmukhtar?igshid=by5imjwq9ctf

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