The Autumn of Childhood
Oh how joyful the autumn of childhood days, running, jumping, laughing in piles of burnished bronze, ruby, gold! Sunlit rainbows of fall color dancing in chilly breezes, inviting us to play in sunlight spilling, rain pouring, swirling delight under silvery moon shining. Oh how careless we frolicked, mindless of hours, leaping, bounding, skipping, heedless of cold and damp! Crashing through castles of foliage, keen with magic wonder bursting sharp, full, bright vivid and shining as our kaleidoscopic eyes. Oh how quick and merciless the passage of time, ticking, chugging, rushing - a roaring steam train! Autumn turning to winter in a flurry of fallen snow, each delicate flake glistens a memory faded, youth's distant shadow of simplicity, astonishing love. Copyright Stacie Eirich October 4, 2021 💗🍁🍂 ✍Writing-in-progress: I'm continuing to focus on writing poetry and short prose, with thoughts percolating that I might compile them into a new collection. Although I've publis...