‘Autumn’

Autumn’s icy fingers keep whispering to my heart
I don’t know why I’m longing for fall’s return
It’s summertime, hot and heady, full of promise
And sweet laughter of children as they play
Yet I look for the crisp October breath to kiss my face
The yellow leaves blanketing the ground, like a golden robe
Pumpkins, haystacks, sitting around town in happy rows
Sunsets blazing a cold blue sky into the abyss of deep black nights
Autumn in all its peacefulness and color
Friends who grow closer still beside a blazing fire
Love that burns stronger all snuggled up in a quilt
It seems my fondest memories were lived beneath the barren trees
All the while winter awaits just around the corner
But still my reminiscing mind wonders through the glorified years of youth
Yes Autumn, sweet and true you were always kind to me in your own ways
Maybe that’s why I wish for your return more and more each day…