Autumn on the North Shore
On the Lake’s North Shore
The leaves are quickly turning –
Green and brown ignited.
Brilliant, blazing, burning
Yellow, orange and fiery red,
An eagle soars high overhead,
Circling in the steel blue sky,
While waxwings sing, and
Sea gulls cry, and
Loons laugh at yesterday’s mistakes,
As whitecaps dance on the ancient lake,
Cliffs and rocks still pounding waves, and
Waterfalls spring from unseen caves.
Cloudy mornings, frosty, still,
The sunrise warms the early chill.
Squirrels hoard their winter store
An autumn day
On the Lake’s North Shore
Phil Lindsey
West Dundee, Illinois
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