Image: We Heart It
First Days
All Summer we
relish the slow lazy days
Dreaming of the
smell of wood smoke and ashes
Expecting that delicious
First nip of
chilled air any day
That special day…
Not the same for everyone
But, everyone will
know exactly when
it happens only for them
And when Autumn finally
Arrives…
We smile…
Look at the Sun
filtered through leaves
of red and gold
and we know
The world has turned again
renewed…
and prepares for the
restful sleep
of Winter
© 2013 Annie Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie
ANNIE'S MUSE 
Aug 13, 2013 @ 10:16:03
I love summer, but I think Fall/Autumn is my favorite. Those cool crisp morning with blue sky overhead. Yummy. 🙂
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Aug 13, 2013 @ 16:09:08
I feel the same way … the sun feels different, the air is crisp and fresh … perfect.
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