Rocky Mountain Fall

The Aspen groves ignite in hues of gold

The pines in their verdant clothes remain

As heralds of approaching winter’s cold

And blanket whiteness falling once again

The mountains, hills, and valleys sleepy grow

As shadows lengthen daily midst the woods

And Nature’s spritely dance begins to slow

To match the changing essence of Her mood

And thus we say farewell to one more year

As leaves are stripped to ground from every tree

And Nature, naked, clinging to Her every tear

Retires and slumbers, earthbound hushed Her plea

Until the thawing of the forest floor

Springs She to life with green once more

-October 4th, 2016