Autumn 2016
Grapes and figs
For breakfast
Mean only one thing
Autumn is there
With its bounty
Fresh mornings
And cool evenings
Are to look forward to
Already the sky
Has donned
Its baroque robe
The sun has taken
To set in its winter residence
The chimney is ready
To receive its first
Dry wood loads to burn
Stews and spicy soups
Reappear on the menu
Walking shoes are out
Of the cupboard
And exploration is looking
Good for Sundays after lunch
No more prolonged
Afternoon siestas
One is busy to get through
One's tasks to fit in the shorter days
Autumn is there
No doubt about it!
NaPoWrimo . 2/30. TSL
Lucette C. Bailliet
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