The Briskness of Fall by Kelly F. Barr

The Briskness of Fall
by Kelly F. Barr

Fall comes in
With a chilly breeze;
I am enthralled by a ballet
Of dancing leaves.

Through leaves on the ground
Playful, busy squirrels scamper;
In my front yard, robins abound
Fueling their bodies as temps become damper.

Soon they’ll fly south and others will follow.
As the cold winds blow, less songs the birds sing
Will reach my ears as I stay warm; my heart a bit hollow,
Until robins and warm breezes return in the spring.

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