INDIAN SUMMER
Acorns crunching underfoot
Chevroned geese on high
Squirrel’s hiding hickory nuts
Summer’s soft goodbye
Autumn colors splashing leaves
Air a smoky haze
Pungent smell of burning leaves
Fall’s balmy days
Corn-stalks flapping weary arms
Stubbled fields of grain
Evening crispness in the air
Cold drops of rain
Crisp leaves dancing on my lawn
Caught by sudden breeze
Pumpkin jewels dotting fields
Sluggish bumblebees
Raucous blue jays scolding
Robins disappear
It’s the year’s early evening
Indian Summer’s here
10/5/88 Phyllis DeWitt VanVleck
