Today's Pickled Poem is by ME, Grace Sloan!
"Autumn" by Grace Sloan
Orange, reds, and yellows paint the trees
The leaves a crackling fire against the sky
Whispering to each other in the breeze
Relinquishing their hold, they fly
The squirrels are gathering nuts to hide away
Leaping through the trees they do go
In the wind, their tails do sway
Their hidden feast prepares them for the snow
The time for camping has now come
We hike all day, then pitch our tent
Around the fire. Songs we do hum
Enjoying the s'mores wonderful scent
The signs say winter's close at hand
The seasons shift by God's command
Hi, I’m Grace, and this is the Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems Podcast. It’s a poetry podcast by a kid, for kids. Are you ready for today’s Pickled Poem?
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Oh, and I should mention that this podcast is sponsored by the Homeschool Conversations with Humility and Doxology podcast, which is hosted by my Mom. So if you have a parent listening, they should probably check that one out, too.
Now go pick a peck of pickled poems! I’ll see you next week!
