On Wed. of this week, I took a ride with my husband on his weekly trip to clients out of the immediate area of Philadelphia. We spent most of the day in the Pocono area, where the leaves were at peak or a little beyond. Quite lovely! I penned this rhyme on the way home.
Mother Nature is the lender
of glorious & vibrant autumn splendor.
For all this notion may be worth
Fallen leaves are jewels of the earthâ€¦
A carpet of many colors, splendid;
no need to save, change, or mend it.
Perpetual Fall would be my fantasy;
looking up, only brilliance would I see.
Autumn’s gift that never endsâ€”
Thatâ€™s what this poem lovingly intends.