Autumn Reverie--By Mary A. Couch

Autumn Reverie

I wander worn trail to blue-green lakeshore

where woodlands are painted in autumn hues,

and forlorn leaves crackle beneath my feet.

The crisp scent of pine lingers on the breeze

as I watch sunrise, a child’s finger painting,

splatter sky canvas in yellow and pink.

I feel your touch, a bittersweet memory

as wind wraps me in its arms, and chills my bones.

I turn, retrace steps to cabin alone.

Mary A. Couch resides in Noblesville, Indiana, and works as an Admin Assistant for Taylored Systems, Inc. a local telecommunication company. She is the Premier Poet for the Indiana State Federation of Poetry Clubs, and she learned poetry from her mother and two grandmothers who were writers, artists and storytellers. She has been published in a variety of venues.