I stood outside on a cold still morning
mesmerized by the silent fall of leaves
coming down all around me
like a gentle fall of snow

Red, orange, and yellow they fell
covering the last green grass
showing mother natures artistry
as she prepares for winter

lost in the spell of the moment
I forget the bitter cold that surrounds me
reflecting on the memories
of autumns from times past

some bitter, some sweet
but each a joy in its own way
I move now to a different tune
renewed in the joy of just being

Copyright © Nov. 2006

May your day be as bright as mine.
Hugzzz and kisses,
Jackie