Who tells the leaves its Fall and time to brighten
Up and fall down? Before they go, they cast a
Glow of bright reds and vivid yellows to celebrate
The height of their plume then dive into a murky
Place of gloom.
My Aunt Susan was a prima donna who did a
Gig at the Met which she never let friends and
Family forget. She had burst into a celebratory
Bloom of bright colors just before she took
A dive into the archives of The Met
You are getting so good at this Glen. Bravo! Sorry about your poor Aunt Susan!
Clever juxtaposition...quite unexpected and fun. Well done, Glen!🍁👗