An Autumn Afternoon
The aroma wafted through the air
Swirled and mingled with her hair
The undeniable scent of autumn
Was so obviously there to share
At a local farmer’s market, she was
An event where she went every year
to shop, sightsee, and enjoy herself
The rejuvenation she needed was clear
The scent of cinnamon was present
Along with the ever-present maple
S’mores being cooked over an open fire
Apple cider, a time-honored staple
Pumpkins were piled, orange pyramid
Huge pine cones for sale in a sack
Ham and beans cooking in a kettle
Indian corn in a multicolored stack
The craft tables were overloaded
From homemade quilts to knitted scarves
Candles of many shapes and scents
Wooden signs that were hand-carved
As she shopped, a breeze picked up
Bringing down showers of leaves
Hues of red, brown, and yellow
Were the bright colors her eyes received
The plethora of sights and sounds
Combined made it a pleasant afternoon
On her way home, she happily smiled
Mentally made plans to come back soon