We are in the waning days of Autumn now,

Beautiful days full of Loud Joyful Expressions

Compared to the soft kind pronouncements of Spring

Each day the music of Fall sings to me;

Filling our dreams with songs of falling leaves

The voice of the God(s)

Gifting us with beautifully adorned trinkets of colors and lights

The daily small treasures of Autumn.

From my heart to your world,

Linda