The Awe in Autumn

Easy to see the awe in autumn,
As trees dab color on the horizon,
As we decorate with the vibrant mum,
As we open curtains to welcome the sun.

Easy to hear the awe in autumn
As we stroll through leaves that crinkle,
As backyard roasting fires crackle,
As falling nuts make sounds that startle.

Easy to smell the awe in autumn
As stews and soups simmer in pots,
As cinnamon makes steaming drinks pop,
As wood smoke swirls from chimney tops.

Easy to taste the awe in autumn
As we savor caramel on apples- nothing finer,
As we sample pumpkin treats in every diner,
As we sip a marvelous tea or cider.

Easy to feel the awe in autumn
As pets scoot in for a warmer snuggle,
As the patchwork quilt gets doubled,
As the world gets ready to cuddle.img_6770

About Teresa Pearson Lee

Retired after 33 years of teaching English and French (one year in private school in Memphis, TN and the rest in public school in Doniphan, MO. Enjoying new adventures - all those things I put off for lack of time, energy, now I can try them! Pottery, writing, traveling, camping, kayaking, dancing, listening to some of the best live music ever, and making lively new friendships. All christened with an appreciation for great red wine! Created and operated KC's on the Current, then sold it and managed it for new owners. You might still find me at the reservation desk when spring rolls around. Born and raised in St. Louis, MO near The Hill. Though a transplant to Southeast Missouri, still a city gal at the core with a deep love of the natural resources in these Ozark foothills. Currently I am a content coordinator for Poplar Bluff Living Magazine and a columnist/stringer for the local weekly The Prospect News. My rescue Siamese helps with most of the proofreading; he has a great ear. I relish the solitude easily had in the Mark Twain Forest but thoroughly enjoy lively outings for music, wine, conversation close to home or in my beloved hometown. Technology is my greatest challenge but so worth the shared connections. There may be a need for solitude but there is little loneliness. The material in this blog written by Teresa Lee is her property and cannot be used without express written consent to do so.
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