Dead Poets Daily

Share this post

Fall, leaves, fall

www.deadpoetsdaily.com

Fall, leaves, fall

Emily Brontë

Mar 21, 2022
Share this post

Fall, leaves, fall

www.deadpoetsdaily.com
Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away;
Lengthen night and shorten day;
Every leaf speaks bliss to me
Fluttering from the autumn tree.
I shall smile when wreaths of snow
Blossom where the rose should grow;
I shall sing when night’s decay
Ushers in a drearier day.
Share this post

Fall, leaves, fall

www.deadpoetsdaily.com
Previous
Next
TopNew

No posts

Ready for more?

© 2023 Dead Poets Daily
Privacy ∙ Terms ∙ Collection notice
Start WritingGet the app
Substack is the home for great writing