The colorful drama of autumn’s
brilliant leaves is fading fast.
Summer’s bounty slowly slips away –
to drift slowly and silently to earth
or to be caught in a breeze and flutter
like a flock of busy butterflies.
Spaces now open where the sun’s glare
glints off the Contoocook’s swift waters
and on cold mornings one sees
smoke rising above chimneys
from fires stoked during the night.