morning walk In my part of the world, autumn is everywhere visible. Our neighbor had a field of pumpkins, and this past week, he loaded his harvest onto a truck. And it was good he did, because we are under a flood watch today and tomorrow. Who knew it could flood in the high desert?!
This week, Colleen Chesebro invites us to focus on the changing season, and specifically to write a poem about autumn. This season has always been a favorite of mine. Not too cold or hot, it is perfect for long walks or hiking or simply sitting outdoors.
My poem focuses on the movement of time and suggests that autumn prompts reflection. I hope you enjoy my simple response to the prompt.
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