Caterpillars inch across a country highway.
Sunshine gilds fields where fat, orange pumpkins lay.
Shadows grow longer, earlier each day.
Late crickets sing a silvery farewell song.
Red rose of a bird swoops low across my lawn.
Summer’s gone; autumn, again; winter, beyond.
(c) 2018, by Hannah Six
Image: Richard Hurd/Flickr (CC BY 2.0)
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