The stars are shining bright
A soft glow of the moon
cast shadows into the night
summer reaches its end
the fall is ready to begin
falls my favorite time of year
I always stop and stare
at the foliage falling all around
burning red and gold leaves on the ground
The air is crisp and clean
I take it in From my front porch swing
I can barely say hi
before fall passes me by
now I quietly sit to see what winter brings
I like the picture too