Notes found on the refrigerator: Aug. 30th 2020: Quar

 

Green leaves shush each other,

in the gossip and the celebration

that will take place;

sometimes in loud applause

with the forceful incoming

September breeze.

 

The sun and the moon are complicit;

getting ready for the seasons fall

—In pageantry and bright colors

before winter candles are lit;

 

to read by and catch the glow

on the faces by the fireside

and smile with the rewards

of another year, gone by.

the leaves are laughing

giddy all spring and summer

sleep gently tonight