Autumn Days
Multi coloured leaves
bleed themselves into the autumn days-
if it is the dog days of summer it must be the stark days of autumn
one of my favorite times
the going back to school
the hustle in the malls by moms and kids to buy designer clothes for school
they wanna be hip
wanna be cool
wanna fit in but be themselves
juxtaposition of youth-
Autumn breezes nip across the leaves
scattered amongst the trees
I,
loving the crunch crunch crunch as
I walk over them,
have memories of jumping into piles of leaves
as visions of Halloween
and all it's trappings dance in my head...
Autumn
such a lovely time.
Copyright © Cherilyn Fry | Year Posted 2008
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