Autumn Scenes: Autumn demands

Point State Park, Pittsburgh, PA

Autumn demands

Summer's heat

turns to

Autumn's chill.

Summer's fun

turns to

Autumn's thrill.

Autumn's

color panoply

on every hill.

Autumn demands

hue changes.

Summer's colors,

Autumn rearranges.

Green to yellow,

orange,

gold or red,

Rainbow's colors

deftly spread.

Autumn's breeze

chills the Night.

Summer's warmth's

taken flight.

Swirling leaves,

twirling,

fall.

Brown,

then gather,

then,

a stormy squall.

Autumn demands.

A Long

❤ ❤ ❤

Image: "Point State Park in Fall" by John ~ Creative Commons via Wikimedia Commons

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