Poem15

Early morning
Walking on a street covered by colored leaves with
naked trees standing on the side walk.

The winds from north blows
and surrounds me with the smell of toasts, eggs, and fire place
coming from neighbors houses

Ah...winter is just around the corner...

Remembering the news of this year's pumpkin shortage,
suddenly my eyes look for them sitting in front of neighbor's houses.

Today is maybe another ordinary day of short fall of New Jersey.

How many times did I spend falls here?

Pulling my colds hands into the sleeves,
somehow I find tingling warmth in my heart.