Walking along State Hill Overlook,

leaves and brush at the sides of

the dirt path are crisp and brown.

Green vines enwrap tree trunks,

thick branches twist themselves

like tendrils over and across. Tiny

white flowers, having burst open,

leave feathery wisps to make

wishes on. The walk is lined by

pokeweed, with its green clusters

of berries waiting to turn purple.

Catbirds swoop from tree to tree,

through rustling wind, chattering

kwuts and mews, while grackles

dart about, playing hide and seek.

By Melissa Lemay

From: United States

Website: https://melissalemay.wordpress.com