by Lucy M. Young
What a lovely peaceful time of year -
The hot and sultry days of summer gone,
A subtle crispness in the morning air;
Crickets chirping cheerful music through the night;
Apples ripening on the trees,
Grapevines heavy with their load of luscious fruit;
The tantalizing scent of autumn in the air;
Fluffy plumes of goldenrod
Beckoning from every field and roadside;
Cornfields rustling in the autumn breeze -
Stripped now of their golden harvest -
Whispering predictions of the coming winter cold;
Incredibly blue sky spread over all.
October,
The ultimate fulfillment of Springtime's golden promise.
photo by Kayla Spracklin on Unsplash
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