~In September~

In September
at the bending of the year
blustery breezes nip at summer swelter
and color dapples the leaves
of winded branches

vegetables ripen for harvest
and pumpkins smile their spooky grins
onto our doorsteps

fireplaces cozy our hearts
with visions of little witches on broomsticks
soon to be ringing doorbells of trick or treat
excusing us
for all of the leftover candy we eat

birds flock southward
darkening the skies
as the wind breathes
the tart scent of ripening apples

musings of colored leaves burn bright
in anticipation
as another year
swerves gracefully
toward it's end
~