On shorter days,
through cooler air,
Autumn sends her greeting.
Her colors gently kiss the edges
of the still green leaves.
She welcomes the lingering bird
who sits, wondering, atop branches all askew.
She promises fragrant offerings ~
apple pies, warm cider, crackling fires.
As her breeze stirs up the
simple falling of dying leaves,
each plant offers shades of seasons past
and hints of winter gray.
We welcome you.
We embrace you.
And ask that you linger long.
Joining Ashley's Scavenger Hunt,
and sharing a favorite quote with Tabitha