Window Seat to Autumn

A hint of cold is coming
As leaves begin to fall
And I drift in my reverie
Wrapped in a velvet shawl…

I snuggle down in silence
And watch the falling leaves
From my window seat to Autumn
And the splendor that it weaves…

I dream from dawn to dusk
Of moments long gone by
And relish them in reverence
The memories of you and I….

The tapestries of nature
Have wrapped around my view
And my window seat to Autumn
Always leads me back to you…

Sharon Frye