Emily_Snapshots+in+October

Fresh cut grass surrounded me like a boat on the ocean, stretching as far as the eye can see. Soft chirps filled my ears like song, lingering in the air only long enough for the sound to echo through the trees. Warm sun struck my face like it was reaching down grab my soul, and blue sky reached toward the moon. I felt fall in the air. ||= ||
 * Snapshots in October || Click here to hear a recorded reading of this poem... ||
 * As cool wind whipped across my face, the pond next to me quivered.