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
Purplish
oaks
Reddish
orange Sassafras
Golden
birch
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.
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