Monday, September 15, 2014

The Briefest, Rarest Season

The sweet, stifling air of summer is swept away by cooler, stronger winds.
Here in Texas, where leaves don't change color, only die and fall, leaves begin to  brown.
Pleasant coolness washes over our tiny slice of earth giving sweet relief from the heat.
Mowing is more of a pleasure and less of a punishment.
The buzzing of mosquitos is less deafening now, though still audible.
Tank tops are traded in for t-shirts, maybe even a few long-sleeved.
Flip Flops turn to tennis shoes and socks come back into fashion.
It'll be gone in a day or two, this deliciously refreshing whether.
But while it lasts, we'll enjoy our bit of the rarest season.
Our tiny scrap of Fall.

1 comment:

  1. I guess it depends on what part of Texas you're in. Here in Huntsville, and surrounding, the autumn colors are really starting to show. I mean, it's no Maine, or anything, but it's far prettier than I've seen back in the Alvin area!

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