O Time, Be Still

A dewy morning sky

Gives way to fresh birdsong

Crisp air fills awakened lungs

Boots stuffed with fuzzy socks

Long knit sweaters

Cover soft leggings

Warm spiced coffee satiates

A cool mouth

Crunchy leaves create music

On long walks

Pumpkins decorate bright porches

A brisk breeze

Flows through brown hair

Colorful fronds fall

Like gentle rain

Splashing on grey paths

Filling the land

With vibrant hues

Green eyes travel

Surveying the beauty

Of utter tranquility

A sigh escapes

As a smile curls

On red lips

For a brief moment

Time is calm

All is still

I am content

It is Autumn