It’s that time again! This month marks the official start of autumn, which for me, means caramel apples, fuzzy socks, and drizzly mornings cozied up in my writing den. But for my dog, it means extra time outside so she can enjoy the cooler weather! To celebrate her affinity for all things fall, this month’s poem is all about autumn . . . from the perspective of my dog!
Autumn
By Katie Gilstrap
The sun gives way
to skies of gray.
The leaves upon the trees
are turning brown
and falling down
with every gentle breeze.
And through my fur,
I feel a stir
of autumn in the air.
If I’m not wrong,
it won’t be long
before I’ll need to wear
some coats and knits
and fleecy bits
to keep me snug and warm
so I can stay
outside to play
and watch the world transform.
