Her dreams- they’re autumn leavesglowing beautiful and bright. Yet quick as thieves stealing in the nightThey lose their hold- And fall, And fall.The red turns brown the yellow, too. They’re trampled down as if on cue.And then the cold- Over all, Over all.
I get really excited about autumn. It’s my favorite season, without a question, and it never lasts long enough. I sipped my first pumpkin spice latte of this fall mid-August, while browsing in a local furniture and decor store. They are already displaying their autumnal merchandise, and it inspired me to come home and getContinue reading “Autumn Anticipation”
She was a discoverer of paths hidden. It started out as an expedition, a very short expedition, I might add, through the evergreens behind the house, standing in stately predictability. But when she got to the end of the little wood, there were several small Christmas tree-like specimens gathered close to a small grassy area.Continue reading “The Unexpected Path”
Outside the Potter’s shop they growThese trusty DaffodilsAnd clusters on the banks of MainStrong in springtime chills The Primrose Cousins, short yet sweetThey’re huddled in a garden neatWhile Colt’s Foot Flower children playBeside the ditch in scattered ways There stands Sir Purple Crocus CupThe grass grows quickly greenRobin bathes in Parking LotPuddle makes him splashyContinue reading “Small-town Spring”