Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes

Summer Passing…

I can feel autumn out there, she is waiting, holding her breath.

I love autumn—that crispness in the air, the pungent smell of leaves as they wait for the signal to start falling. Some people don’t care for the reminder that another year is nearly over, but to me, Autumn is a precious reminder that we are part of a never-ending cycle, one that will continue long after I am gone.

Kind of reassuring, and heaven knows we don’t get much of that, these days do we?

Acorns symbolise Autumn for me, and this poem by Anita, sums everything up for me…

Poetry by ©AnitaDawes2024 ~ image by Pixabay.com

Do you bother raking your leaves?

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  1. Susi Bocks Avatar
    Susi Bocks

    Beautiful piece, Anita! To answer your question, nope! ;)

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    1. Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes Avatar
      Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes

      💖

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  2. dgkaye Avatar
    dgkaye

    Beautifully written autumn is coming! :)

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      Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes

      Thanks Debby… 💖

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      1. dgkaye Avatar
        dgkaye

        xx

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  3. Widdershins Avatar
    Widdershins

    Raking leaves – not until every on of the little bastards are down on the ground, otherwise there’ll always be one that will slip down the back of your neck, all itchy and probably a host for all sorts of other itchy bastards! … and that’s my excuse for putting it off until the last minute – about an hour before the first snowfall :D

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    1. Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes Avatar
      Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes

      Perfect timing, Widds. I just wait for some wind to blow them all next door!

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  4. John W. Howell Avatar
    John W. Howell

    A lovely poem. Yes I rake leaves. We get two leaf seasons. The first is with the trees that drop leaves in the fall. Then the live oaks drop their leaves I the spring. All in all a ton of leaves.

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    1. Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes Avatar
      Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes

      We always seem to get a strong breeze in autumn, so now I don’t bother raking…

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  5. bigskybuckeye Avatar
    bigskybuckeye

    Autumn’s journey is just now beginning here in central Ohio. Anita’s poem shares many appreciated visions of another fall upon us.

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      Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes

      we appreciate your comment, bigskybuckeye!

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  6. V.M.Sang Avatar
    V.M.Sang

    A beautiful poem.

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      Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes

      Thank you, Vivienne… 💖

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  7. Esther Chilton Avatar
    Esther Chilton

    I love autumn and the leaves are definitely turning and there’s that chill in the mornings and evenings now. Really enjoyed the poem and its significance.

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      Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes

      Thank you, Esther… 🍂🍂

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    Anonymous

    lovely poem – and your words of introduction, Jaye, were equally poignant.

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    1. Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes Avatar
      Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes

      Lovely comments, Someone…

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