Mid November

By John I. Blair

Autumn has come to Texas.

This mid-November day
Just three leaves remain
On the ash tree by my drive
That last week glowed
In golden glory.

The rest have gone
To fill the gutter underneath
And spread across the lawn
Like fabulous confetti
From a grand parade.

In the clear dawn
A crow flaps by,
Its real agenda
I should guess
To join a raucous flock;

But I let my mind imagine
It’s off to tell the trees
On down the block
That still retain their leaves
Autumn’s here.

©2011 John I. Blair

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