I am craving a walk in the park
Covered in leaves
Rainbows of leaves
Dancing oranges and sullen reds
The smell of pine cones
Wood fires burning
The chill of the season on your skin
Warmth wrapped in turtlenecks and scarves
A bit of sweat forms at the small of your back as you hike through naked tree-lined trails
The rejuvenation of each changing month
The tempered days and tid-bit-nippy nights
A bite of crisp apple
Blushed with sweetness
Sunkissed like cheeks on the face of the hiker
Wishing Winter would pass us by
Wishing Spring could be as cool; warm jewel tones
Wishing Summer would hurry along
Warm jewel tones
Rainbows of leaves
I am craving a walk in the park
Oh I would love to come along for this walk! Pretty!
ReplyDeleteTanya, write again! We're in need of some verbal desert here!
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