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50 Fall Quotes to Celebrate the Beauty of the Season ๐Ÿ‚

โ€œThe leaves are changing; I feel poetry in the air." ~ Laura Jaworski ๐Ÿ‚

โ€œSoftly, green gives way to gold

The summer warmth gives way to cold

And autumn winds begin to blow

Across the changing earth.โ€ Laura Jaworski ๐Ÿ‚

โ€œAutumn is the time when Nature takes her watercolor to the trees.โ€ ~ Laura Jaworski ๐Ÿ‚

โ€œAn autumn breeze,

a string of words,

a star-filled skyโ€”

all are poetry.โ€

Laura Jaworski ๐Ÿ‚

โ€œIn the hazy days at summerโ€™s end

When the airโ€™s still warm and the green near spent

When the days grow short and the evenings tall

Then you feel in a whisper,


Laura Jaworski ๐Ÿ‚

โ€œA little leaf

In a sea of green

Takes a breath, and poof, heโ€™s yellow!

Then his friends join along

And begin Autumnโ€™s song

All because of that brave little fellow.โ€

Laura Jaworski ๐Ÿ‚

โ€œThere are few things finer than a walk among the trees on an autumn day.โ€ ~ Laura Jaworski ๐Ÿ‚

โ€œWhat gold I have, I give to you

Words spoken by a world at play

And offered as the falling leaves

This bright October day.โ€

Laura Jaworski ๐Ÿ‚

โ€œOrange in the autumntime

Blossoms in the spring

Shelter for the animals

A perch for birds to sing

Stalwart in the colder months

In warmth, a rustling sea

Is there anything in all the world

More lovely than a tree?โ€

Laura Jaworski ๐Ÿ‚

โ€œThere is no greater artist than a tree in autumntime.โ€ ~ Laura Jaworski ๐Ÿ‚

โ€œTo walk among the falling leaves

And breathe the autumn air

And keep the company of trees

What thing could be more fair?โ€

Laura Jaworski ๐Ÿ‚

โ€œWhen summer greets autumn

They two, for a while

Conspire in whispers

Then part with a smile.โ€

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โ€œEach season promises beauty enough so as not to regret the formerโ€™s passing.โ€ ~ Laura Jaworski ๐Ÿ‚

โ€œLittle squirrel out gathering

In the autumn sun

The leaves have tucked away your seeds

But searching's half the fun.โ€

Laura Jaworski ๐Ÿ‚

โ€œOne breath of autumn is pure joy to the senses.โ€ ~ Laura Jaworski ๐Ÿ‚

โ€œCome Autumn

Roll your red-gold wave


Across the good earth.โ€

Laura Jaworski ๐Ÿ‚

โ€œThe warmth of summer ebbs

As Nature works her alchemy

Of changing green to gold

And costuming the autumn tree.โ€

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โ€œLeaves fall and the spirit soars.โ€ ~ Laura Jaworski ๐Ÿ‚

โ€œIn a burst of gold, comes autumn.โ€ ~ Laura Jaworski ๐Ÿ‚

โ€œIn autumntime

The fairies sit

Upon the leaves so patiently

Until the time

The wind comes by

And sails them from the trees.โ€

Laura Jaworski ๐Ÿ‚

โ€œThe whistling winds are thrilling

The falling leaves, divine

And oh, how Nature paints the living earth in autumntime.โ€

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โ€œIt fluttered past an autumn tree

In yellow-gold it caught my eye

The last of summerโ€™s fleeing warmth

A lovely little butterfly.โ€

Laura Jaworski ๐Ÿ‚

โ€œAutumn holds a wonder all its own.โ€ ~ Laura Jaworski ๐Ÿ‚

โ€œThe shuffle underfoot

The gently falling leaves

The chimneys puffing woodsmoke

That scent the frosted breeze

The pumpkins in their patch

The cornstalks growing tall

The landscape slowly changing garb

From green to goldโ€”itโ€™s fall!โ€

Laura Jaworski ๐Ÿ‚

โ€œOn a crisp October evening

In a cozy little patch

A chipmunk found a pumpkin

In a tuft of autumn grass

He built a door and windows

And a chimney made of stone

Then he hugged that little pumpkin

As he whispered, welcome home!โ€

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โ€œSailing autumn leaf

The blue sky is your ocean

The wind is your wave.โ€

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โ€œThe squirrels collect their nuts

The leaves take to the skies

We welcome bright, crisp evenings

And wave the warmth goodbye

The breeze begins to nip

The caps and scarves appear

How magical the world becomes

When autumntime is here.โ€

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โ€œI would regret losing the warm green of summer were it not for autumnโ€™s promise of gold.โ€

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โ€œBeautiful autumn

With no camera in sight

Youโ€™re captured by soul.โ€

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โ€œThere is great beauty in each season, but autumn has a pinch of something more.โ€

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โ€œAutumn went out walking

And with a brush in hand

She draped the trees in red and gold

And dressed the changing land

She painted leaf and garden

And made the cold winds blow

Till all the world lay steeped within

Her bright October glow.โ€

Laura Jaworski ๐Ÿ‚

โ€œThe world

Bronzed in autumn

Breathes magic.โ€

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โ€œWhen autumntime approaches, you can feel it

Like a distant call thatโ€™s sailing on the breeze

Itโ€™s a-cominโ€™ ever closer with a paintbrush

And a yellow, red-gold palette for the trees

Thereโ€™s a crisp, delightful coolness all around you

And a crinkle underfoot, as if to say

Letโ€™s go strolling through the bright October sunshine

With the dancing leaves ahead to guide the way!โ€

Laura Jaworski ๐Ÿ‚

โ€œNo seams

No in betweens

Just gentle flow

When leaves begin to blow

And flowers grow

No distinctions

No parts

Just a year

Blending into

One work of art.โ€

Laura Jaworski ๐Ÿ‚

โ€œIn her finest gold-tipped pen, Nature writes the poem of autumn upon the earth.โ€ ~ Laura Jaworski ๐Ÿ‚

โ€œThere is something so wonderfully charming about a pumpkin.โ€ ~ Laura Jaworski ๐Ÿ‚

โ€œPumpkins grow when the world turns cold

And the trees match the orange of their patch

When the vines take their time in a glorious stretch

As they trail through the sweet autumn grass

With a wave of some magic held fast in the earth

All at once they sprout up from the ground

And I doubt that a sight filled with greater delight

Oโ€™er the whole of the world could be found.โ€

Laura Jaworski ๐Ÿ‚

โ€œCrisp, delightful, apple-scented autumnโ€”oh, how I adore you!โ€ ~ Laura Jaworski ๐Ÿ‚

โ€œI imagine the trees must enjoy autumn every bit as much as I do.โ€ ~ Laura Jaworski ๐Ÿ‚

โ€œAutumn is a place where words fall short.

It is a magic that must be felt, breathed, experienced, and treasured.โ€

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when the trees shake loose their garments

and we bundle in our own.โ€

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โ€œIn the quiet of a pumpkin patch

With the moon hanging high in the sky

If you listen close, you might just hear

The gnomes as they pass by

Theyโ€™ll march along to an autumn song

That they sing oh-so-soft as they go

Then watch with delight at a magical sight

For oh, how those pumpkins will grow!โ€

Laura Jaworski ๐Ÿ‚

โ€œThe gnomeโ€™s have gone out marching

For autumnโ€™s here again

And all throughout the golden wood

Theyโ€™re calling to their friends

Bring apples, pears, and pumpkins

And pile them at the gate

The leaves are skipping on the wind

Itโ€™s time to celebrate!โ€

Laura Jaworski ๐Ÿ‚

โ€œUp in the ol' apple tree

With the moon shining down through the branches

With a rickety ladder to climb

(But that's OK, I'll take my chances)

With a mug of my favorite cocoa

And a blanket that fits me just right

With a big slice of pie

Gazing up at the sky

On the very first crisp autumn night.โ€

Laura Jaworski ๐Ÿ‚

โ€œI'd like to spend the night in a pumpkin patch

With the moonlight up above

And firefly lanterns hanging in the sky

With a scarecrow on the lookout

And a mound of hay to nestle in

I'd like to spend the night in a pumpkin patch

With a fire to keep us warm

Telling stories, and passing around

Apple cider and spiced cinnamon cookies


How I would like to spend the night in a pumpkin patch!โ€

Laura Jaworski ๐Ÿ‚

โ€œIn the fall

A soft breeze

Through the trees

Turns the leaves

Into fireworks confetti.โ€

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โ€œAutumn is the soul of Earth made tangible.โ€ ~ Laura Jaworski ๐Ÿ‚

โ€œClose your eyes,

Breathe in autumn,


Laura Jaworski ๐Ÿ‚

โ€œA little squirrel

Gathering in the sunshine

Autumntime is here.โ€

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โ€œThe scent of cinnamon and cloves

Round pumpkins and crisp, sweet apples

A world turned ruddy in rich shades of orange and gold

Puffing chimneys, sweaters, warm drinks

And leaves, gently leaving one home for anotherโ€”


Laura Jaworski ๐Ÿ‚

๐Ÿ‚ Happy Autumn! ๐Ÿ‚

โ€œNature is an alchemist,

gathering the last of summerโ€™s green

and turning it to gold.โ€

Laura Jaworski ๐Ÿ‚

"Gold in hand is pleasant

A pocketful is nice

But autumn's gold holds such a worth

Each leaf is counted twice

So give me gilded woodlands

And gently falling leaves

I'd gladly forfeit opulence

For walks among the trees."

Laura Jaworski ๐Ÿ‚

"Oh that I could bottle fall

And make the magic last

Too rapidly the colors fade

The leaves depart too fast

But then, the winter snows will come

And afterward, the green

And so I'll treasure every step

And each breath in-between."

Laura Jaworski ๐Ÿ‚

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