Fall Feeling

There's a unique smell
upon the air,
late summer slowly mingled
with a dash of early fall in there.
The maples are turning
just a touch,
and something inside me feels it
just as much.
A breeze blows gently
through the sun's lingering rays,
truly these are
the most wonderous days.
The mind fails
at finding the right words,
while trying to speak of autumns voice
that my soul has heard.
I want so to hold
and embrace it all,
yet share it with everyone
this amazing feel of fall.

poem by Smoky Hoss
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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