Autumn's Breath

Autumn is that special time within each year

When the promise of rest summertime can hear

It is the time of pumpkins and of Halloween

Of candy and of witches waiting to be seen

Autumn smells of cinnamon baking in the air

Wafting bits of heaven calling friends to share

Swirling colored rainbows falling toward the ground

Warm feelings of laughter autumn's joyful sound

Crisp leaves crunch beneath the weight of running feet

Nature's own idea of a softly cushioned seat

For jumping into piles in the yard neatly raked

A claim to the mountain childhood royalty stakes

Hot cocoa in the morning to chase away the chill

Jack Frost playing upon the glass in the window sill

Autumn's breath soon turns to winter in a gentle shift

Thoughts change from Thanksgiving into Christmas gifts

Autumn's just a moment in time's ever changing moods

Filled with newborn dreams and some favorite foods

When the world takes a break from summer's dying heat

While the world prepares for winter's needed sleep.