Memories of Autumn
The Autumn air is memories,
hitching a ride on earthy scents.
It comes each year upon the breeze,
to tease, tantalize or torment.
Hitching a ride on earthy scents,
along with the tang of wood smoke,
to tease, tantalize or torment.
Brings a smile to this old cowpoke.
Along with the tang of wood smoke,
the wafting taste of hot pies in a tin.
Brings a smile to this old cowpoke,
when momma hollered to come in.
The wafting taste of hot pies in a tin.
I stand still and listen for the call,
when momma hollered to come in.
The easy joys of childhood recalled
I stand still and listen for the call.
It comes each year upon the breeze,
the easy joys of childhood recalled.
The Autumn air is memories
For the contest; Seasons of Mist and Mellow fruitfulness
Sponsored by Janette Fisher
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