October Morn
October Morn
By: Tom Wright
10/26/01
A boy's silvery breath,
a Jack-O-Lantern's glow.
Amid cascading leaves,
dangles an old elm's mistletoe.
Corn stalks, neatly shocked,
emit the sun ray's glisten.
Migrating geese overhead,
with heart palpating, I listen.
Squirrel's are at haste,
pecans and acorns are falling.
Grass, with it's veneer of frost,
signals winter is calling.
Copyright © Tom Wright | Year Posted 2019
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