Daydreaming

The Deciduous maple trees With their temporary broad leaves Fell in great numbers during the Early, darkened, chilly morning. Their photosynthetic lifetimes Once green are now shadows of life As they lay lifeless on the ground. As I slowly pedal along The beaten path, a crispy sound Emerges from beneath the wheels; And a sweet odoriferous Scent from their decaying-remains Summons forth from my aged mind Abstract musing of autumns past.