Fall, Leaves, Fall

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.
 
Credit

This poem is in the public domain.

About this Poem

“Fall, Leaves, Fall” was published in A Book of Women’s Verse (Clarendon Press, 1921).