The Hints of Fall

I can hear the wind making snowballs fading leaves crisping chattering acorn crazed squirrels a soft rustle of chilled bird feathers I can see low hanging branches offerings to short nibblers the beginning blush of a Red Maple the edge of the day creeping closer I can feel the excitement of distant V’s chittering sparrows at sunrise scampering squirrels school bus arrivals the hints of fall gently claiming its season John G. Lawless ©9/30/2022