Soak up morning weekend spray

Thick clouds dim my world soft gray

No wind stirs green leaves to lurch

Blue jays call from treetop perch

In the distance car tires hum

Crickets, peepers softly drum

Walker's voices drifting by

Wren on rail, his tail held high

Coolness filters through my jeans

Earth's rotation slowly weans

Hot days quickly loosing clout

Fall is creeping all about

Savor days when fall is bold

When fall shuffles in the cold

Embrace flux from warm to cool

Before fall's flush starts to rule

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