AUTUM DAYS

AUTUM DAYS
In Poetry, N's and Rhyming are Optional
Original Poem by Savannah Liberty

I was her age when poetry first took my hand and whispered that feelings were worth writing down. Now I watch my niece, Savannah, discovering that same secret… that words can become windows, mirrors, and little lanterns we carry into the world. She wrote this poem with a heart wide open, and I could not be more proud. Here is her voice, unfiltered, unspellchecked, and luminous, reminding us that beauty is everywhere if we’re brave enough to name it. - Allié

Autum days make my heart
glow with light.
They make me feel joyful
throgh the hopeful mist.

Summer days make me feel
beatiful in my own way
that nobody could imagine.

Winter days are soft,
beatiful things.
They make me feel
proud and storng.
Spirng days are the
most beatiful sights.
They make me renemder
that everone matters.

The world is not prefect
but still beatiful ∎