Don’t you find that autumn is
The most delicious time of the year?
The beauty is so overwhelming
That it almost brings a tear
The golds and reds and yellows
Decorate our world just right
As each brilliant tree is displayed
Oh, what a tremendous sight
The chill in the air is so very fresh
Though you must bundle up, of course
It reminds me of an old post card
With a wagon pulled by a horse
So spend some time out of doors
As it happens way too seldom
A time of year I enjoy the most
The lovely and delicious autumn!
The most delicious part of this season is the Holiday smells of apple pies, pumpkin pies and let's not forget, Mr. Tom Turkey with lots of dressing! Gave this a TEN of course! God Bless, Linda
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lovely Mailyn, although in Delhi, we don't have trees changing colours like in the US, BUT I WAS THERE DURING AUTUMN ONCE. YOUR POEM, BEAUTIFULLY CAPTURES the season. loved it,10