A canvas before me in autumn hues
Against lakes of crisp clear blues
The tart scent of apples all tangy and sweet
Crunching fallen leaves beneath my feet
A homecoming game, where spirit abounds
Pumpkins basking in the sun all orange and round
Bringing in the harvest, working into the night
A flock of geese in mid flight
10/5/11
Rhonda Baker
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