Fall is Here / Poem of the day

 

I wake to find autumn has arrived.

The Sun yawns in a cooler light,

the air is crisp as an apple.

I hug the sweater closer,

 and gaze on colors cleaned bright by recent rain.

Soon the leaves will fade to earthy tones,

before the trees fall asleep.

I grow drowsy and slow my pace

to join natures turn.