Ode To Autumn

ODE TO AUTUMN Oh beauty, laden with bountiful brilliant leaves With the warmth dwindling living dying, watch As if fainting from the living should be hallowed Yet, thrilled by the colors greater than imagined And we sing songs as if we’re native Indians Around the campfires we celebrate by dancing Guitars resound gypsy rhythms, embers popping Yet the blossoms of summer fade from our thoughts How we forget the suns warmth and green green grass Seasonal birds sing from leafy trees and telephone wires And summer sang it’s beauty songs while kicking sand Short shorts and tank tops accentuated clad bodies And the radio was loud and years later deafened ears Oh but burning leaves and roasting smores Kicking leaves, raking them in piles for the dogs Throwing straw and bobbing for carnival apples Riding the ferris wheel while gripping our sweaters Soon the charade of monster masks and witches The Pilgrims, corn, cranberries and a huge Thanksgiving Family friends, wine, and mashed potatoes and veggies Then fairy lights adorn Christmas trees and shopping Oh fall, how I adore your greatest offerings Yet some die, to give others this blessing ©2016 Bonnie Jennings All Rights Reserved