I think about how there are only a few more weeks left before school starts and summer ends and we are back to earlier bed times, earlier mornings and no more lazy days by the pool.
Every May, the buzz of adult, kid, family and professional activities wipes me out. So much so that I tend to feel rather porous, as if my brain has turned to Swiss cheese.
The Pumpkin Spice Latte is back on the Starbucks menu, a sure sign that autumn is almost here (it actually begins on Tuesday). To help celebrate the season, I've collected excerpts from some of my favorite autumn poems below. Scroll down to add YOUR favorites!