Fall Tiptoed In
Fall Tiptoed In
Softly, last night it tiptoed in--
that wisp of crispness in the air!
I grab a quilt made way back when
and watch the sunrise from my chair.
The cinnamon breeze monarchs ride—
softly, last night it tiptoed in
and brought me thoughts of days gone by,
of marshmallows and campfire friends.
Can it be, summer’s at an end,
and fall has quietly begun?
Softly, last night it tiptoed in,
to avoid notice of the sun.
Just yesterday the summer heat
made me wistful for fall, and then,
while I’m in bed and fast asleep,
softly, last night it tiptoed in!
8/26/2022
Hint of Autumn
Regina McIntosh, sponsor
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