At Last No Blast
I stepped outdoors to moist air, brisk
As fallen leaves in circles whisked
Accompanied by swishing trees
Which symphony could only please
And, aah, no blast of humid heat
Engulfed me in my driver’s seat
I lower the window, mist blows in
Soothes my asthma, fans my skin;
Now the drizzle just began
Nice and cozy in my van
Driving up the street, serene
Taking in the autumn scene
Copyright © Hannah Borke | Year Posted 2017
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