Sunflowers nodding farewell,
To the sweltering summer sun.

Pale yellow corn stalks whispering,

In the cold north wind.

Canadian Geese chevroning the gray sky,

Honking their way southward.

Pumpkins, ripe on the vine, sparkling with frost,

Beneath a round harvest moon.

Leaves patch working the earth,

Covering the frostbitten grass with a multicolored crazy quilt.

Fat-cheeked red squirrels scurrying,

As they gather nuts for their larders.

Mums boldly flaunting crimson, orange, and yellow blooms,

Oblivious to the coming winter.

Hay wagons carrying lively teens,

Carousing in the golden straw.

Crunching tangy-sweet apples,

Smothered with rich gooey caramel.

Bon fires reflecting warm flickers,

In two lovers glowing eyes.

Mallards resting among the cattails,

bobbing on the lakes silver surface.

Michigan has given me,

Many fond Autumn memories.