Autumnal Bliss
Colors invade my soul.
Oranges and blues.
Reds and browns.
Green grass contrasts.
I see the world slowing down
To taste the hesitations.
My trees show me the time.
The time passes slowly by.
The maple falls even more red now.
As the helmet and pads crack.
Birds of all kinds group and flock.
As if to tell you goodbye for now.
Another day dawns pink.
The coolness of the morning rises to meet the sun in his path.
The piles captivate each child's wonder.
As play gives way to something new.
Soon, the leaves will be a memory.
As we long for warm sunshine.
Bur for now, as the colors blast my rods and cones--I enjoy the Autumnal Bliss.
Oranges and blues.
Reds and browns.
Green grass contrasts.
I see the world slowing down
To taste the hesitations.
My trees show me the time.
The time passes slowly by.
The maple falls even more red now.
As the helmet and pads crack.
Birds of all kinds group and flock.
As if to tell you goodbye for now.
Another day dawns pink.
The coolness of the morning rises to meet the sun in his path.
The piles captivate each child's wonder.
As play gives way to something new.
Soon, the leaves will be a memory.
As we long for warm sunshine.
Bur for now, as the colors blast my rods and cones--I enjoy the Autumnal Bliss.
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