Cold mornings, making blankets your hide-away
Outside,ice crystals cover the fallen leaves
Inside, hot coffee to warm the cold of the day
A warm sweater with long woolen sleeves,
Helps knock out the chill, staving the cold away
A walk proves fall is here with leaves on fire
Of colors, Flame orange, yellow. and red
A picture of nature you cannot help but admire
The sound of dried fallen leaves under feet fill my head
The sound of geese signal a warning sign
While fall moves in, allowing winter to run its course
Each fall foliage has a different design,
Winter cruel with cold, shows no remorse.
This poem was written/submitted by Tracy Powers.