Autumn Brush

Autumn brush gainst the leaves
   The days grow shorter and shorter
Just has passed all hallows eve
   Now unto November

Colder, darker, focus in, what sunshine oft brings out
Winter is for introverting, not enough about

A month of busy planning prep
   For exciting things to come
Like shows and fairs and art and friends
Lucky me, I see no end
   Till death claims me from the sun

Once I pass Autumn will
   Continue to come and go
Like a leaf fallen from the tree
   I'll help in next year's growth

Until that
   Here I sit
With pen in hand
   Rhyme I submit

To the powers that be
And try to receive gracefully

Thanks be God for Autumn mornings!
   Where ear is crisp and clear
A sunrise comes of blazing orange
   Birds chirping in mine ear

Still remains this feel of slumber
Many still in bed with their lover

Keeping
Each other
Warm