Autumn

Trees on fire
Leaves float like embers
To blanket the ground below
Damp and dewy with morning
Blue skies glow
And marshmallow clouds overhead
Dangle precariously
Breezes rise and fall
Warm with the memory of summer
And chilled by the crisp air of winter
Lungs inhale the smoky trace
Of fireplaces beginning to burn
Blankets yearn to warm
Feet that scamper
To hide beneath
Rubbing themselves together
Like sticks
At summer’s last bonfire