The Art of Autumn
By Erin Forbes
Autumn days pass in a manner of haste.
A warm cup of tea, a pair of chilled hands,
She buttons the parka around her waist.
And her hair curls in ringlets as she stands.
Rain falls in droplets across the sidewalk.
It collects in puddles of reflection.
Polka dot umbrellas and rubber mucks,
Without an old compass for direction.
Leaves glide over the winds of October,
Before falling into the puddled streets,
Where strangers saunter into dark rovers,
Trampling the artwork with tired feet.
Can you see the mosaic? Look here, now!
Fallen from the golden and scarlet boughs.
Erin Forbes is the young author of the Fire & Ice book series. When she was sixteen years old, she published the first installment in the
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