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September 22, 2010

So tell me

my dear internets, did y’all notice the change? Me, not so much. I did mark the day with yellow highlighter and thought I would dedicate a post specific for this day, but alas I didn’t do it…



Turn-Turn the Seasons Twirl

this is supposed to be a cooling off period
a time to unwind and let the sap slow
to a drip until it is frozen in the trunk
to lie next to evergreens with children’s gifts
dreaming of plum blossoms dancing
from a burgeoning beginning
of warm weather for which, we will long
to cool down from, come this time again
next year, where we will begin to fall
once more into the wonder of it all

Happy is the Autumn with it’s coming scents of nutmeg, cinnamon and hot chocolate. The sounds of crinkling leaves in red, brown, gold and even purple. The fuzzy feel of knitted sweaters and fur lined shoes. Arms, warm and winding tightly, kissing through into the new year.




Or did I?

8 comments:

Jen said...

I love fall, and even though I don't always get to see the colors change here in Houston (something I miss dearly back in Iowa) I can still tell when the cool weather rolls in and graces us with the cool breeze.

Cool weather meaning 85, hey this is still Texas we're talking about :)

Jai Joshi said...

Paige, I love this!

Autumn is my favourite season and your words brought me into the magic of it.

Jai

ElizabethR said...

Loved your post Paige. Like Jai, Autumn is my favorite season. I can't wait for it to cool down here.

teahouse said...

Yes, I looooove autumn!! It brings anticipation and acceptance.

Cindy said...

Love the poem! I love fall, too. It's my favorite season, even in TX where it' still in the 90s, and even though I miss the colors we used to see up North.

There's just something in the air that makes everything feel a little more intimate and festive.

Peace, Cindy.

Deanna Schrayer said...

Paige, you are SUCH a talented word-weaver. Reading your poem, I felt like I was taking a hay ride through the mountains.

The leaves are barely starting to change here, but they usually don't peak until around the third week of October. It's my favorite time of year too.

Thanks for taking me on that hay ride!

Deanna Schrayer said...

Award for you at The Life of a Working Writer Mommy Paige: http://tinyurl.com/3xygyue

Enjoy!

Snaggle Tooth said...

I think you did nicely fall into the poem for the season thing!
I still feel my arms in the warm sweater wrapping around- but i wear flannel.
Actually we're having a bit of warmth this week!