Hello, wave writers. I adore the cozy haze that is brought on by the golden, fiery, crisp autumn leaves. It is my favourite season.In spirit of tomorrow being the first day of this wondrous time, I wrote this poem to honor it.
Last week I heard them for the first time all year.
Honks of south bound geese are what wake me now.
Leaves shed fires
of orange, red, yellow, gold
sweater weather cold
frosts my window
Halloween around the corner
Fireplace and apple cider
Shorter days of tranquil nature
Finally, fall is here