October

A gentle caress of an autumn breeze, as I walk along the road covered in leaves. The colors surround me, vivid and bright, as I savor this autumn sight. Shades of green, brown, red, and gold, October puts on a spectacular show. Hear a rustle in the leaves, squirrels collecting nuts for a winter's feast. Smell the cool, crisp air, soon the woodlands will be brown and bare. Reminding us that winter will soon be here, the whitest season of the year. That I have to post this upsets me: My poems are copyright. I am sharing my poems for you to read not for you to post willy-nilly to a website, in your newsletter or anywhere else with out my permission. I am available, leave me a message. Especially to those who change the name of my poem and not give proper credit. You should be ashamed!