bursting with the last warmth..of the Indian Summer sun.

The lovely colors, the twirling, falling,

children are basking in nature's fun.

What is your favorite?

We are all asking.

Red, crimson,yellow or orange?

covering little ones,

while interupting the gray squirrel's storage

every bit as busily preparing one's hidden den for winter.

As I turn my face upwards,

feeling the warmth and viewing the crisp blue sky,

I am reminded of the coverings,

the excitement when little was I,

not dreading winters' hold,