Red, gold and amber leaves ablaze,
Azure blue skies, brilliant displays.
Basking in Old Sun's gilded rays,
Ah Autumn ... you always amaze.
Falling leaves that prances and plays,
Flit about in a polonaise.
A flame-kissed leaf coverlet lays
'Neath near-bare branches of drear grays.
Sunsets that leave me in a daze,
God's heavenly art, He portrays.
Brushstrokes across the world arrays,
October ... a melodic phrase.
Early morn mists begin fall days,
Crisp afternoons ... gourmet buffets.