crisp air marked by excited breaths
a new day
shuffling along the quiet path
spider webs sparkling in dewy grass
such vivid green
found just before leaves change colors
so still, the hills look like a painting
so lush, fruits are ripened and heavy
bold tones from the earth
how small, colorless we would be
without nature’s brush
Your poetry possesses great charm and character, thank you for sharing. I’ll be back!
That was a lovely compliment, thanks so much! I do hope to “see” you over the wires again!