Autum Poem:

This is some really crappy poem I made for class. I tweaked it a tad. Enjoy. :)

The smell of sweet, ripe fruit.

A soft, gentle breeze blowing through your hair.

Trees swaying back and forth in perfect rhythm.

Children and parents smiling with pure joy.

Hand-woven hickory baskets in the rough hands of fathers.

Apples falling off of trees like raindrops out of the sky.

They drift off to sleep as they’re laid in the soft canvas at the bottom of the baskets.

You smile and wave as you see the one you've been waiting for.

Chasing each other through the chilly fall breeze.

The trip back: peaceful and quiet.

Secret messages pass through minds of calm people.

A hot oven, flour, cinnimon, and brown sugar await your arrival.

At the end of the night, your hard work has paid off.

The smiles of your loved ones gathered in one place warm your heart.

The television stirring, laughter everywhere, the hiss of an opening bottle.

The smell of a familiar home, and the warmth of familiar hearts.

Memories being formed all around.