AUTUMN LEAVES

The falling leaves
Drift by the window
The autumn leaves
Of red and gold

Last Friday, I went to Sharon Woods to make my last weekday walk/jog around the lake for the year. With the coming of Daylight Savings Time, there just aren't enough hours in the day for me to work and make it there before dark.

I see your lips
The summer kisses
The sunburned hands
I used to hold

The path was covered with leaves for most of the 2-1/2 miles. They are slippery and a little dangerous to run on. Mostly yellows and browns covered the ground. We are past the best days of color this Fall. The bright reds and oranges which brighten Fall days are quickly fading.

Since you went away
The days grow long
And soon I'll hear
Old winter's song

At the top, the tall oaks are hanging onto their brown leaves and they rustle in the wind like a crinoline skirt. Of course, there is still the green undergrowth of honeysuckle which chokes Ohio's woods and forests.

But I miss you most of all
My darling
When autumn leaves
Start to fall

The lyrics I have interspersed here are from the beautiful and oft-recorded Autumn Leaves. It was originally a French song, "Les feuilles mortes" written in the year I was born, 1945.