Scented Leaves
Pretty scented leaves startle the gray sky.
In the distance a bird makes a weird cry.
The thought of summer is put gently down.
Most of the flowers are not still around.
The ones remaining have turned ugly brown.
Oak leaves on the porch are everywhere found.
The promise of winter is alive now.
Apples and pumpkins harvested know how.
Deer are planning their November escape.
Harvested fields over gentle hills drape.
Decorated porches of fall colors
Whimsical nod to sisters and brothers.
The sweet apple cobblers and pumpkin pies
Sit on the counter delighting my eyes.
Written 11-10-2019
Contest: Scented Leaves
Sponsor: Kim Rodriguez
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