The Cozy Season

It is finally the time of year,

When the trees catch flame,

Gorgeous colors untamed,

Fiery reds, dusty oranges, 

Lemon yellow,

Time for scarfs,

Rosy noses,

Wind in the air,

Crisp, cool,

Time for bonfires

And cuddling,

For pumpkin lattes,

Cinnamon treats,

Time for a stroll in the 

Woods before the

Trees' leaves are no more,

Time for a chilly 

Walk upon a grey

Painted sky sea shore.

It is the cozy season.

Reviews

[Roland Petrov]

Seems to me that seasonal poetry is specialty of yours. Once again, this is just lovely. You push all the right buttons for the reader. Another big like from me.

[Botania]

Aww Kitten this is beautiful! What a joy to read. Thank you.