Watching horizon Yellowing gold and orange As the Kettle sings
Watching horizon Yellowing gold and orange As the Kettle sings
Color fermenting I find I’m lost in my thoughts As the world spins by
To be continued Another bump in the road It will be okay
As the crickets sing Thunder rumbles through the sky and the green leaves blush
Clicking needles work Stretching yarn into patterns Knitting addiction
Morning light dances As the spider spin her web Opening my eyes
I gaze on red leaves As crickets sing of autumn In the cool night breeze
Watching horizon As soon as red leaves appear Tiny wings take flight
As Summers heat clings I search trees for fall color And I learn to knit
The cat stares perplexed Uncomfortable silence As I learn to knit
The rising tide 