Fall breezes blowing
Dark gray skies
Decorate
The sun hides
For a late entrance
Bright colored leaves
Red, orange and yellow
Tease the senses
Smells of fallen leaves abound
Rustling in the wind
Some clinging to their branches
Chimes ringing in the wind faintly
Playing their own muted tune
Warming up the heart
Tea and apple cider brewing
Pies in the oven
As the temperature drops winter is not far behind
It’s a glorious season
