To Fall










Hello, gentle soul!
Falling leaves are on the roll.
Vibrant scarlet, rust, and marigold
Cascading on top trees and down the roads.



Ivy blooms,
While melancholy looms.
In crispy morning mists and quiet afternoons,
Solitude is tuned.



Sweaters and blankets,
Hugs and embraces—
There’s magic in warmth
And nostalgia in fireplaces.



Pumpkins get botched faces,
Maples leave Canadian traces,
Oaks bear brown acorns,
Apples and tomatoes-the secrets of strong.



It has been weeks
Since the roses bid
‘So long-‘
Time’s up for summer; nothing’s wrong.









(Video courtesy of YouTube)

YouTube/Rod Stewart/‘That’s All’

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