Good times

 

Life is what you make it---

 

 

Not a cloud in the cerulean abyss today,

slight, cool winds,  acomforting bliss.

 

Fall, my favorite season, is at hand.

Warm days, cool nights---Perfect!

 

Every pleasure seems intensified in Autumn.

The children are more loving, attentive, smiling.

Horses run faster, show favor, are "calm".

Nature displays an "easy" delineation;

Fall flowers bloom, leaves tinge regal-royal.

A distant "promise-clue" of snow hints at the senses.

(No matter how old the "kid", snow brings a smile)

 

I'll shadow through the image of  Autumn,

ever-confident in the "hope" of coming...Winter!

 

But, I'm just a "romantic" kid at heart;

soon after the "Northern" adventure-times,

I'll look with anticipation to ---Spring!

 

Let's not forget good ole "Summer"...

I love her storms, flowers, emerald lawns.

 

Some have accused me of never being "satisfied"

because of my penchant to see what might be over

 the next hill, coming dawn, midnight challenge.

 

Oh! I am satiated in life, spirit and love;

I'm just not---complacent.

Yeah! I've put it "all" at risk,

 more than once. Persevered

 on occasion---and...came up short, too!

 

In the end---I chose not to notice...

just to pick up and begin, again.

 

Maybe "if" I had just learned to count---

or...the "accepted" value of such "idiocy"!

 

Oh! Well! Hmm! Fall is at hand!

 

Amen!