
a quiet spreads and fills the sky
with a warmth that
whispers of autumn
it is more than the green
of aspens a shade more limey
than yesterdays deep green
there is a quality that fills the air

dragon flies
are just a few
hummingbirds flew away where to
weeks ago
there were ten times more frogs
maybe they burrowed
into the mud
or have the muskrats eaten them

ground squirrels seem to have gone underground
whispers of seasonal changes
in the coolness of the night air
in the music of leaves
in the colors of the setting sun
whispers of autumns nearing
arrival
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