I couldn't pass up the opportunity to share this beautiful poem written by my friend Vee. It comforts me to think that wonderful Autumn is safely abiding over at her house while I enjoy Springtime here.
The First Red
What is this I happen to see?
the first leaf which appears to be
turning a colour, the deepest of red
as the night time cools, the heat has fled
This is the first of many to come
the days, they shrink away from the sun
A wave of red that lays on the ground
I just can’t wait for that crunchy sound
the morning it brings a familiar smell
of the cool rich earth of the dew that fell
the sun shines down where the droplets lay
as one season starts, the other goes away
…this is it,
the first of the red
Thanks to Vee for sharing. I hope you will visit her at Living Journey.
Photo: Australia - Red Fall (google re-use)










