Colorful leaves upon the trees
gently feel the autumn
breeze
winter calls to their weakened
limbs
chanting musical
seasonal whims
Beauty touched by mother
nature's hands
with solid gold, red
and yellow bands
chill comes with a seasonal
change
her return again seems
not so strange
Soon the trees will
turn all white
eastern seaboard feels a pure delight
winters return ends a colorful parade
mounds of snow banks
now to be laid -in a winter's plan
- Rhoda Galgiani