This storm in late August
Has stripped many leaves from trees.
Twigs snap and crack underfoot.
All Augusts must fade to September.
And I remember
Autumn must come.
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K Morris - Poet 
A wonderful poem, but a sad prediction. We should rename autumn to 2nd summer. 🙂 xx Michael
Thanks for commenting, Michael. Autumn is probably my favourite season. I love the scent of leaves and crunching through them.
Okay, Kevin! This way your love for autumn is understandable. Enjoy it! I will activate my artificial sun, and my collection of Italian songs. Lol xx Michael
A very evocative poem.
Thank you, Liz. I’m pleased you like this poem of mine.
You’re welcome, Kevin.