Fall’s Encore Presentation

In September we went through a period of warmth and continued sunshine.
A temperature so hot that the colors of Fall looked anything but benign.
I feared that the heat might rob us of the grandeur of the season.
I could think of no other excuse for a lack of color as a valid reason.

Then a week ago it seemed as though the season of Fall had ended.
The winds turned from the north and most trees’ leaves were rescinded.
The Ash, Honeylocust and Oak already provided their vast colors to say hello.
But yet to amaze were the hearty Maples, showcasing their various hues of yellow.

This week the temperatures have risen to above sixty degrees.
What visions of grandeur when I spotted the hearty Maple trees.
One would have thought the leaves would have been extinguished.
But the trees have held on for dear life, only a few leaves were relinquished.

My digital camera caught sights of color while I was on the run.
I breathed in the smell of Fall as if it had only just begun.
The smell I acquired in my youth after burying myself in many leaf piles.
I always laid still and quiet for Dad, until running out with all smiles.