Autumn Glory

First there are the songs of Spring
filled with laughs and love
Later comes the Summer heat
and romance sprinkles from above

Next you walk into Autumn's glory
and the happy songs fade to a whisper
when the trees turn to fireworks
and the air becomes crisper

lastly there's the chill of Winter
that puts the earth to sleep
like the goodbye after the party,
sweet dreams after you've weeped.

But of all the seasons with their styles
I truly do adore
the months of warmth and color
when shades of Autumn roar

The wind is brisk and the sun is bright
the smell of baking miles round
the leaves give off their own light
and whisper that sweet crunching sound

Now it is that time again,
to celebrate the fall
and my how it makes me happy

I was born an Autumn baby after all!

-Juli-Anna Blinsmon