November Night
Listen . . .
With faint dry sound,
Like steps of passing ghosts,
The leaves, frost-crisp’d, break from the trees
And fall.
—Adelaide Crapsey (American, 1878–1914)
My Wish For You: Crisp Autumn Days
Today I wish for you crisp autumn days…the kind that make you want to take hayrides, pick pumpkins, and get out your sweaters and boots.
I wish for you…
…Fall foliage beyond compare
…Crunchy leaves under your feet (instead of in your gutters)
…Hot cocoa in red plaid thermoses
…Football games
…Warm blankets
…Crackling fires to keep you cozy
…And skies as clear [...]

