Days grow shorter,
Mornings cool,
Kids have headed back to school.
Soon the leaves will turn to gold,
As the summer starts to fold
Into autumn’s bold delight
Bringing forth the sense and sight
Of changing season of the year
Warning winter’s drawing near.
But for now the change is fine,
Bring respite down the line,
Filled with smells of harvest time,
As the smoke begins to climb
From the fires of chimneys warm,
Warding off a fall time storm.
Sweaters start to make their scene,
As shorts and swimsuits we must wean,
For days of nineties are now past
Into closets, they are cast.
Soon the smell of burning leaves
Fill the air upon the breeze,
Pumpkins, gourds and mums abound,
Decorating porch and ground,
In the field the corn has dried,
Time to reap the farmer’s pride.
And we know that time draws near,
As the sky shines bright and clear,
For winter’s whisper to begin,
Forcing us to go within
Our homes for shelter from the storm,
Trapped within the college dorm.
But for now, the weather’s great,
Walks in evening makes a date
To be with loved ones, as we stroll,
Holding hands, and feeling whole.
So enjoy the summer’s release,
And feel the gift of autumn’s…
Peace,
Alex
