AUTUMN

 

The hot days of summer have come and gone,

I open the gate and Autumn dances in.

In all of her brazen glory and childish splendor

Autumn breezes by with a cool morning kiss and a rustling of leaves. 

Autumn spreads her cloak of crackling leaves 

On the ground beneath my feet.

And motions for me to share a warm

cup of cider.

I shiver as Autumn's cool breath of air 

Touches my cheek.

Autumn giggles in colorful glee.

As leaves twirl around me.

I gather my sweater close to me

And watch as Autumn dances

On the orange pumpkins

And skips through the 

yellow corn stalks.

The whimsical color of Autumn

doesn't last long though.

Autumn is a capricious soul.

Autumn is giddy and frivolous.

Soon Autumn will skitter off

When the cold presence of Old Man Winter

bellows in with a snowy roar and bone chilling iciness.

SK VIRTUE