Where the sun in clouds meets the moon in sky,
And mix once more in water,,
As the broomstick of Wicked Winter winds down the hours,
I navigate the awe of Fall. And oh what a ride it is.
Pondering the speed of seasons, Mother Earth blushes.
Time ticks away like an old fashioned double bell alarm clock. I think, Whew! Hang on and Tick Tock!’
Before you know it, before you imagine it will happen to you, it will most assuredly be. And nothing is a better reminder of the fleet of life than the colorful days of autumn.