Wednesday, September 2, 2015

The Season of Socks and Sweaters


The rain fell
And the wind blew.
Tree branches bowed
and broke.
Lights flickered, then darkness.
And the rain fell.
And the wind blew.



Just like that
summer got packed up into a box and
tucked into the closet.
Down came the patio furniture, the umbrellas, the tent.
A chill in the morning, an extra blanket at night.
And the rain fell.
And the wind blew.





Bare feet tucked into thick socks
White t-shirts traded for cable knit sweaters
Pumpkin scented candles and pumpkin spiced drinks
sound ridiculously appropriate
3 weeks before the official fall date arrives.
And the rain fell
And the wind blew.





"Don't cry because it's over; smile because it happened."
Goes the quote by Dr. Seuss.
For summer was indeed delightful, blissful and long.
And autumn with it's brilliant colors,crisp mornings and nights
will thrill us too.
So, let the rain fall.
and let the wind blow.



1 comment:

  1. Nice poem. I usually LOVE Fall but, I am not ready for wind and rain. I love walking out in the warm sunshine...but, I do love me some fall scented candles and of course: sweaters, boots and scarves! :)

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