I have a Story to Tell: A Campfire Song

The warm hug of autumn

At long last, I sit back, breathe, and relax, 

Content watching the seasons as they pass.

The town I live welcomes me into fall,

The yellow hues of cornshucks growing tall,

The strong man I’ve fallen for loves me back,

My heart never wonders, scared to attack,

As I am quite at ease in this fresh hay stack. 

The horses watch with curiosity

As I leap up over the fallen tree.

They feel my heart beat in time with Love’s chance,

Galloping in grasses tall to the glance.

I am one with the wind’s flickering stance.

I comb my long hair, down past the navel

Golden too, the autumn leaves are able

To mesmerize the town’s beautiful view,

A home deeply orange, no tinge of blue.  

The perfect weather to say “I love you.” 

Author's Note

The meadows are beginning to blend into a vast sea of gold. The trees, the leaves, am I ready for the cold?

Reviews

[RomaJ]

This was such a delight to read!
I could feel the crisp autumn air, see the golden leaves, and almost hear the horses as you wrote them. The mix of love, nature, and joy makes this feel warm and alive; like stepping into a perfect fall day. Such a sweet ending too. Beautiful write!

[Grumpie]

I appreciate the sentiment, thank you!

[DIVYA]

Great stuff Grumpie. This is awesome.

[Grumpie]

Hello! Long time no read, nice to see you again. Had to take a break, but I am now entering my "different day same sh*t" routine. I have to say it is much needed.