O, Colorful Fall

I so love an amber hazy forest, and strolling winding paths bathed in bright colors; I love the Fall leaves of crimson and orange, and bird twitters and peeps. Oh, such sweet callers. Flying! A fire bird- a scarlet charmer, the forest is full of wonders and sights; and the smell of dark umber earth- that delights- and colorful leaves are f a l l i n g Deep in shadows I find saffron crocus, a yellow that only grows in Fall; and not far ginger grows in the coolness, I think this was once a garden winsome. Now, trailing vines with huge pumpkins awesome, tired- I close my eyes and breathe in the sun; while leaning on a tree with bark cinnamon- and kittens roll in leaves c r i n k l y ________________________ September 18, 2018 Poetry/Free Verse/O, Colorful Fall Copyright Protected, ID 18-1062-229-01 All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.