crisp cheeks, crisp apples
autumn’s glaze upon the bushes
a wondrous time for many
who embrace the seasons change
but alas I go not graceful
into its layers of long sleeves
replacing my sandals for
shoes and socks
unpacking wool throws
replacing screens with windows
sigh, it is the in-between
the days of almost and no more
cloudy skies and frosty winds
drizzle and peek a boo sunshine
now I see you and now I don’t
the days of warmth grow slim
one day I’ll scent that warming fire
and taste the spice of apple cider
curl up comfy in my woolen sweater
and know the almost fall is now
and I’ll surrender in a peaceful smile
daydreaming thoughts of its sienna splendor
Halloween and thankfulness before
complaining…winter will come too soon
Very cool write,
Cheers,
Dan
Blessings from Ky.
Joyce B.
hugs
Fee
Georg
Be always safe,
Karen
Beautifully written, and makes us remember a few things. For although we revel in Autumn's glory, we sometimes forget the coming of the cold winter nights.
Mary
this as if you were in my mind;-)Beautiful
work, and the pic is lovely!...ET