"A Season"
An Autumn day
Crisp, clean air
Sun hiding behind the mountain peaks
As your mind barely grasps
The idea of shortened days
Birds sing so quietly now
Mourning the passing of hot, dry breezes
c/Sarah L. McCormick
"Falling Leaves"
Time to bid adieu to the brilliant green
That has shimmered in white hot sunlight
And swayed in the gentling wind
It is a time of dying
The leaves burst forth
In such brilliant of hues
Such breathtaking splendor
Almost makes the heart cry
Oh, what a simply glorious way to die
c/Sarah L McCormick
"Autumn Harvest"
Apples
They can be the food of the gods
Some so tangy, you go cross-eyed
Others so sweet and juicy, you wonder
what you ever did to be so lucky
To bake an apple pie
Is to bring an especial joy to your special ones
Everyone oohs and aahs
And eats until they are
"about to pop"
Apples
Take a bite of Autumn
c/Sarah L McCormick
"Falling Leaves"
Time to bid adieu to the brilliant green
That has shimmered in white hot sunlight
And swayed in the gentling wind
It is a time of dying
The leaves burst forth
In such brilliant of hues
Such breathtaking splendor
Almost makes the heart cry
Oh, what a simply glorious way to die
c/Sarah L McCormick
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