A POEM FOR FALL

AUTUMN REFLECTIONS

What is it that makes my heart stir

In the autumn of the year

The hues of gold, orange and scarlet

Or the blue skies so clear

Is it the sight of the leaves swirling

As the wind beckons them to dance

Or is it the rolling hills of color

That makes me take a second glance

Is it the sound of booming thunderstorms

From sheets to gentle rain that falls

Or is it the brisk autumn breezes

And the howling wind that calls

Is it the brilliant starry nights

With the October moon that glows

Or is it the little babbling brooks

To the raging river that flows

Is it the smell of fresh cut wood

Stacked neatly in a row

Or the sight of orange pumpkins

With happy faces all aglow

Is it candy corn, hay rides and bonfires

Apples that are red and green

Or the smiles of happy children

On the night of Halloween

Is it the smell of Cinnamon and spice

 And wood smoke drifting in the air

Or is it the blue jean overalls

And knitted sweaters that we wear

I guess it’s a time for family and friends

To come inside and join in on the fun

To sip a cup of hot cocoa or cider

And sit beside your special one

I love all that this season has to offer

From sounds, tastes, scents, and sights

To good food and fellowship

And a warm fire on chilly nights