by Nick Pipitone
red & gold leaves, crisp air tell me
autumn is here – they crunch under my feet
smoky smell of a firepit wafts through
the neighborhood, pumpkins on porches,
hot coffee in cold hands — walking in
golden sunlight, slight shiver when
the north wind blows, a football is thrown
high in the air — jump! snatch it!
snatch onto autumn days
they don’t last long
Nick Pipitone is an alumnus of the Philadelphia Writers Workshop, and he’s lived in the Philly area for most of his life. His favorite season is autumn because there’s football, beautiful foliage, and cooler weather. He originally posted “Autumn Days,” on his blog, Fiction and Ideas [https://fictionandideas.blog] where you can enjoy more of his writing.
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