New Florence, PA
With a hint of Knoxville, Tennessee by Nikki Giovanni
I always like autumn the best,
when the hills surrounding our valley
burst out looking like a bouquet of flowers.
Red and orange maples
Reddish orange Sassafras
Mixed in with deep evergreens
The fresh, crisp air energized us
as we explored fields and woods
and breathed in spicy air.
We’d gather hickory nuts
and swish leaves up to our knees.
We’d rake and jump
and thrive in our colorful playground.
And when we grew up and moved out west,
Mom would seal up bright leaves in plastic
to entice us home for a visit.