Autumn Blaze

First frost,green is lost, Autumn winds clear the sky and the morning sun sets fall maple trees ablaze.

Illuminated maple leaves resemble the tired veins of an old man’s hand who is ready for a long rest.

Wet leaves dampen the sound of steps a proud ambitious buck, taking busy squirrels by surprise.

Hardy Cardinals invisible in the fluttering crimson leaves, shake off the morning chill and begin scouting a shelter for the coming winter.

Fall, one of my favorite times of year.

Peace.