A touch of frost on waving leaves
Against them a cool breeze does blow
Trees in color paint the hills
Gardens emptied of food that did grow
A chill fills the house as I rise
Telling me of the seasons change
Later now the sun awakens each morn
Morning light outlines the mountain range
The smell of a wood fire filters in
The cozy warmth it will soon bring
These are all signs of the season’s change
All these and many other things
I watch the streets as the day passes
Tourists come here from everywhere
The beauty of this time of year
With these strangers we proudly share
Animals bustle looking for food
Storing it for the winter ahead
The animals ready for the coming cold
As summer coats are slowly shed
Gardens have been cleaned of their food
Ample wares through the winter we will need
Blessings given as we bow our heads
The emptiness in our stomach we will feed
The years end approaches us soon
Another year will silently slide by
I think of all the seasons I have watched
Each in their own time slide silently by
Summer is surely gone I can see
The fall weather and beauty does abound
I cherish each and every season that comes
The beauty of each, does me astound
(C) Tall Mountain Dreamer December 2, 2007
