It is a busy time preparing for next month when I will be gone more than I am home...
however, the subtle changes outside are
and trying their best to lure me into abandoning the tasks at hand.
I can only resist for so long, then I find myself yielding to the temptation...
wandering out of doors...
soaking up the beginnings of Autumn.
serene quiet days and falling leaves
rain coming down making puddles in the street
a hush resounding, I can hear my heart beat
laying in wet grass, cloud gazing, daydreaming
tender thoughts carried away upon a cool breeze
my box of treasure filled with sweet memories
the moon and stars rushing toward a new day
each precious moment slipping away
the year grows shorter, harvest is nigh
brilliant colors paint a deep blue sky
the time draws near, excitement in the air
the reason clear, for a changing season is here