Poetry Friday: “First Time for Everything”

About a month or so ago, I was looking through some of the poems I’ve written over the past few years and came across this.  I thought it would be appropos for this time of year, so I decided to use it…last month.

But then this happens, then that happens, and before you know it, the season has gotten away from you!  So before the last leaf drops, allow me to present this little poem I wrote two years ago.  And for all of today’s Poetry Friday offerings, head over to Ed DeCaria’s blog here!

First Time for Everything

One cool October afternoon
I lay down in the grass
And watched the falling leaves of red
And gold and orange pass.

It must have been quite comfortable,
The sun and autumn breeze;
I closed my eyes and fell asleep
Beneath some maple trees.

When I awoke, I was amazed –
I could not see the sky!
A mound of leaves had covered me
Completely, three feet high.

Well, I must say, I’ve jumped in leaves
A hundred times or more,
But never had a pile of them
Jump onto me before.

– © 2010, Matt Forrest Esenwine