My friend Autumn finally arrived.
Earth exposed, wind carries a whistle sound.
The trees one by one are shedding their clothes.
Leaves on fire, twirl toward the barren ground.
Bright sunny days, gone like a dream,
But I don't feel sad, no... not sad at all.
When cool rain kisses my face, I feel at home
I sigh and my heart fills with joy, it's finally fall.
Everyone gets ready for harsher days and nights.
Birds cry, crows crow,
Autumn's clock winds down the year
Misty mornings a prelude to eventual snow
Autumn my Friend is here!
(C) 2015 Ginette Callaway