Fall (2010) Poem by Maurice Harris

The swelter of Summer gives way to Autumnal winds;
We bid adieu to one season, as another begins;
With Fall, we welcome the bounty of another year's harvest,
And give Thanksgiving as a means by which to stay modest.

Foliage shall soon be the topic of many an intrepid excursions-
With apple-picking and pumpkin selection offering other diversions;
Perhaps an early taste of Winter, in the form of snow,
Will offer a glimpse of months still to come, and put on a show
For those who live for the out-of-doors, when brisk-
Mentation upon this, and away in thought, they are whisk'd!
Many and varied are the colors and tastes of Fall;
One would be hard-pressed to name even nearly, all-
We live still to take in all of them that we may;
Our only means of cessation is the very first Winter's day!