Your colors slowly come to tempt me
As if to say just not see, but gently touch
Your beauty now in full display, invites me to play
A masterpiece your backdrop, unlike the other day
I'm mesmerized by all you bring as I joyful sing
To hear the crunch of leaves underfoot, amidst colors you bring
A mattress here you prepare all for me that I love
As I lay me down amidst these cooler days, see the moon way up above
The kid in me always comes to play, when you pass my way
All around, as leaves come down, I listen to what you say
With this much to view I'll bring a friend or two
You never disappoint each time you pass, as all my dreams come thru
Soon you'll leave, wave good by again, in empty branches that remain
As stems and twigs now naked, wait to be clothed again
This picture you paint that includes me this fall
I'll proudly share this joy I know here, with one and all
Chris G Peters were born on the most southerly gem in the necklace of islands spanning the Caribbean Sea. Here where the sun shines differently and set as though kissing the horizon, where coral reefs blooms, surf greets the sand, musical rendition of waves pounding the shore. A salty mist is in the air and the verdant beauty of nature abounds everywhere. Learn more.