A CHILLED WIND

Morning breaks,
moistened by the evening coolness.
Misty fingers meander
across the grassy knoll, touching
every blade of grass in tender caress.
A slumbering sun lumbers over the horizon,
rising to prominence by degrees.
The wind wafts over the spreading green,
a scene witnessed time and again.
Summer breathes its last gasping breath,
a cough and a wheeze in a cold autumn breeze,
and an expiration expected, but sadly endured.
Autumn falls.

Walt

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5 thoughts on “A CHILLED WIND

  1. Very cloudy here with the sun occasionally peaking through–Fall is creeping in like Sandburg's "fog".On a weekend walk, I caught traces of changing leaves, more signs of the season.Patriciahttp://pmpoetwriter.blogspot.com/

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