Cherrywood Burning
Can you
feel it? The crunch
beneath our feet as we
stroll along this path leading home!
Hear it?
'Tis the
leaves from the trees
all dried and withered, tired
just hanging around, fallen down!
See them?
Oh my!
Do you smell it?
C'mon, we're almost there!
Cherrywood burning, cinnamon!
Run, run!
Mama!
Give me a hug!
Oh God, that feels so good!
This is what I have been missing!
Autumn!
Copyright © Adele Kaye | Year Posted 2015
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