Autumn

A feast to the eye.

A joy to the soul.

Forest dressed in orange hues

Yellows and reds of all range.

A world draped in magic.

Painted delight.

The fall is ever so sudden.

Leaves departing from their mothership trees in preparation for the wintery sleep.

At the moment however, what matters are the colors. The warmth and cheer pleasure they exude.

No need to think about the cold days to come.

Time can stop now while the leaves are soft falling,

While birds are chirping songs of thankfulness and awe.

Sandra Lira Rodrigues.