fell across my winding, walking path.
The fresh breeze hit me with a pleasant surprise.
The Summer fairies have gone to rest.
And taken with them what little of her we had.
With a sad sigh we say; at last.
now but a favourite memory.
The secret smile and cute flirt.
The meet-cute blossomed into summer romance.
The end of said summer romance.
Ice cream in the Park.
Screaming children and a lark.
Long days and pretty evenings.
A chance for a stolen kiss, missed.
as we waited for rainy summer days to pass.
Her Fairies filled with fresh pep.
The air is crisp with a nip.
A touch of cold in the early morning rise.
makes way for the cool hug of Autumn.
We welcome the joys of September.
new clothes, new shoes, and all the shows.
Back to school. And Schedules. Moms on a ragged run.
Autumn brings with her, a season of new beginnings.
forgone for the astute mind of Autumn.
and beauty of life that lasts and lasts.