OCTOBER FILLS UP MY SENSES

October Fills Up My Senses

Written by Joan Rowden Hart on a cool October morning, 2017

Listen! Can you hear it? There’s autumn in the air.

And though the door’s still open, you can sense a chill out there.

Although the winds are still warm, You can hear a special sound

As the leaves begin to rustle, and fall softly to the ground.

Eyes open! Can you see it? New season coming on

The summer palette fades away, Hazy days are almost gone

The trees become transparent as their glory disappears

Missouri embraces October- it happens every year.

Breathe deeply! Can you smell it? That smoke that’s in the air?

Arising from the piles of leaves now that the trees are bare.

That musty smell of dying soil now covered by summer’s waste

Our memory of the harvest foods, the fragrance and the taste.

Enjoy these days! Another month and they will all be gone

The sun sets much too early now, cold nights are hast’ning on

Missouri has its fresh green spring and verdant summer patches

But October’s senses fill me up when the door to autumn latches.

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