For me the best season of all is fall. (And that is the extent of my poetry abilities. 🙂 )
Bar none, there’s nothing like the vibrant colors and rich textures that come to life each autumn…
Here are a few of the colors and textures that I saw on my walk yesterday…
And a lovely poem to welcome fall in:
Fall, leaves, fall
Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away;Lengthen night and shorten day;Every leaf speaks bliss to meFluttering from the autumn tree.I shall smile when wreaths of snowBlossom where the rose should grow;I shall sing when night’s decayUshers in a drearier day.