School started after Labor day each year.
Sixteen calendar days away from Fall.
Leaves turned red, orange, brown and disappeared.
Recess time the children played dodgeball.
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Pumpkins ready for Halloween and pies.
Apple butter, hot bread wafted in air.
School homework with evening stars in the sky.
A road trip to the Clearfield County fair.
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Bleachers for the Ted Mack amateur hour.
A coat or sweater for football weather.
A time, when landscapes look, feel rather dour.
Always, memories that we treasure.
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Autumn paints earth its own unique colors.
Years later a season for true lovers.
About the Creator
Babs Iverson
Barbara J Iversen, also known as Babs Iverson, lives in Texas and loves her grandkids to the moon and back. After writing one story, she found that writing has many benefits especially during a pandemic and a Texas-size Arctic Blast.
Reader insights
Outstanding
Excellent work. Looking forward to reading more!
Top insights
On-point and relevant
Writing reflected the title & theme
Expert insights and opinions
Arguments were carefully researched and presented
Eye opening
Niche topic & fresh perspectives
Heartfelt and relatable
The story invoked strong personal emotions
Masterful proofreading
Zero grammar & spelling mistakes
Easy to read and follow
Well-structured & engaging content
Excellent storytelling
Original narrative & well developed characters
Compelling and original writing
Creative use of language & vocab
Comments (10)
Refreshing & lovely
Lovely, I had hearted but now I can comment
Such warm and cozy feeling here from your evident tone! Excellent Babs! ☺️
Love the mirroring here, xo beautifully done x Lovely! 🤍
Loved reading this poem!
Previously hearted. I enjoyed the reread.
Give the feeling of Autumn for sure ♥️
Awww, Autumn is a season for true lovers. That's so sweet. Loved your poem!
Delightful piece, from photo to last line. Well done.
Nicely written. Very in tune with the feel of the season.