Autumn
The leaves fall.
The crisp air blows against my face.
Autumn is here.
Summer is over.
No more heat waves.
For now its going to be colder days.
The leaves make a crunch sound as
I walk on the sidewalk.
The wind quietly howling
Its the season for holidays.
Kids running amok dressed like heroes or monsters.
Or freaking out in joy while watching a scary movie.
Later its the women in the kitchen cooking the turkeys
making the mashed potatoes and baking the rolls
The men watching football.
The kids watching the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade.
Autumn is peaceful
Autumn is quiet.
Autumn makes me feel warm inside.
Even if its cold outside.
Copyright © Julie Portwood | Year Posted 2009
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