Autumn's Dream
Cider warm...a hint of cinnamon
Sound of the leaves as they began falling.
Wind whistles 'Tis songs of the season
Grab a blanket - Autumn is calling.
Corn, pumpkins roast by the warm fire
Very alluring.. Oh, how the fire gleams.
Celebrate with me- Holidays is the reason
Grab a blanket - to my Autumn's Dream.
Copyright © Valerie Sherman | Year Posted 2011
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