Ruby Leaves

Crimson leaves, like rubies, glisten with dew in morning sunlight A sea of red, expanding daily, buffers the steps of early risers… sneakers quickly wet from daily daybreak runs Stretching out the clocks agendas to meet no time for fun A strolling elder couple enjoying the richness of the scene realizing quickly that the view beckons more than lingered pause and wonders in amazement how one ignores it without due cause Gifted jewels appreciated by wiser eyes in evenings stage harvest autumn sights with seasoned delightful awe… and like a child, garnering anew the glorious wonder of it all Crimson leaves, like rubies, last only for a season quickening joy in later years ©Debra Squyres 2013