I welcome first frost, the scents that fall brings.
It’s a scrumptious feast of colorful scenes.
I burst with excitement as God’s canvas unfolds,
Brushing the landscape with scarlets and golds.
The splashes of orange, amber and red,
The smells of the forest, leaves overhead.
I delight in all seasons, taste sunshine and frost,
And savor each moment, lest the magic is lost.
Pumpkins, apples, fresh gingerbread,
Make my mouth water before I am fed.
Cinnamon, nutmeg, allspice, and mace,
Carry my thoughts to a wonderful place.
Mulled apple cider swirling with steam,
Tastes spicey and sweet with a dollop of cream.
I ravish the scents, the colors, the awe,
dancing with leaves as they swirl and fall.