Autumn Air

Written by: Joyce Johnson

Refreshing that first breath of Autumn air,
As welcome as the first soft breeze of spring.
Goodbye to Summer and its skies so fair.

Adventure forth without coat if you dare,
As to their summer’s wear some folks would cling.
Refreshing that first breath of Autumn air.

A preview of the winter’s cold is there.  
Migrating birds arriving on the wing,
Goodbye to Summer and its skies so fair.

The last of harvests all wild ones will share.
Not too long now before the snowflake’s sting.
Refreshing that first breath of Autumn air.

Soon, soon, the big  retreat to winter lair,
After fattening in last big feasting fling.
Goodbye to Summer and its skies so fair.

Livestock will depend on farmer’s care,
With grasses gone, he must their fodder bring.
Refreshing that first breath of Autumn air.
Goodbye to Summer and its skies so fair.


By: Joyce Johnson
10/12/12