Every Year's Fall

Fall can be nostalgic

Memories of last spring and summer

Floating on leaves of burnt orange 

Crimson red and lemon yellow color

Fall winds gusts through branches

Clipping blades of changing greens

Piling up high in jumping mounds

Readying for child’s joyful scream

Fall skies roll into my vision

Lower and heavier every day

Air streams head to collision

Anticipating coming winter’s grey

Trees laid bare of precious gems

Still stand tall and faithfully await

Buds of next Spring blossoming

Mother Nature  knows the date.

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Courtesy Patricia "Golden Girl" Lynne