Light understands the colors of Autumn, and she loves him for it.
—Terri Guillemets
Light understands the colors of Autumn, and she loves him for it.
—Terri Guillemets
green-veined leaves suddenly blushing copper
bronze-edged trees swaying in autumn breezes
gold foliage drifting past pewter branches baring all
brass-hued leaflets dying in beauty, falling in grace
—Terri Guillemets
Shedding late-summer tears for the end of cherry season. Patiently and hopefully waiting for pumpkin pie season.
—Terri Guillemets
O’ pumpkin pie, your time has come ’round again and I am
—Terri Guillemets
Spring is being blessed and happy,
with blooming flowers.
Summer is being blessed and hot,
with abundant sunshine.
Autumn is being blessed and reflective,
with colored leaves.
Winter is being blessed and chilly,
with sparkling snow.
—Terri Guillemets
Autumn birds speak cheerful poetry from their berry-stained beaks.
—Terri Guillemets