It's Here...

It's here. I hear it in the early morning before the sun awakes. It whistles through the trees. It shakes them, and throws their ruddy leaves to the ground. It sends the geese away. It makes the clouds smile when the sun decides to wake up. With the fog it hides the tranquil deer, as they graze in the field. An auburn fox bounds across the dusty country road. The squirrels play and chatter incessantly. The goats all run about, glad for its cool, whispering voice. And I know it has arrived.

My close friend, Autumn.