Autum

The Autum air

Flushes through my hair.

The smell of pumpkins

Its quite the special essenince.

I've missed you I say,

the leaves greet,

We have come back to play.

The days won't be long,

For Jack Frost wants to stay.

We must enjoy our time I wisper to autum,

But with a quick hello,

I never got goodbye.

I shall wait, sit here and wait,

I know you will return,

I don't know when,

but each breath will be seen until you arrive

Again my freind

...

Still waiting

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Photo By: Joseph Brauer