Fall, Leaves, Fall
by Emily Bronte
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.
Emily Bronte loves the falling autumn leaves and seems to be welcoming the onset of winter. Are you? In these uncertain times, when we're not even sure whether we will see our family at friends at Christmas, what can you look forward to? What positive thoughts have you got about the winter months?
Perhaps you just love to be tucked up, safe and cosy, in front of a fire? Maybe you love all that Christmas food: mince pies, Christmas cake and pudding, marzipan fruits? It may be that the Christian message of Christmas is all that matters to you, or perhaps you simply enjoy the giving and receiving of Christmas presents?
Writing prompt: explore your thoughts about the onset on winter and Christmas. Don't plan or edit, just write. You might end up, like Emily Bronte did, with a poem. Share below in the comments box if you like.
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