but I am coming to enjoy autumn... for me spring is the start and thus winter is the end... both meaningless associations. I choose spring to be the end - as in end of the school year ... something we were never sad about ;-) Casey .
FALL, LEAVES, FALL Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away; Lengthen day 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 ...
I hadn't known that particular poem... " Brontë’s word choice emphasizes her own emotional connection to the season, and its own unique beauty, even as she describes such occurrences as the death of leaves and other plants due to increasing cold. " - Andr...