by George A. Hancock
Falling Leaves The Runner is in the dark Out on his October lark Running the local roads Seeking new fall episodes. Today, the wind blows free Slapping this early morn spree Creating a scene of falling leaves And some warm weather grieves. They twitch and tumble down Making a soft rustling sound I can easily catch one or two While one strikes my shoe. The colors were great but now The comments are more wow! Raking is a big cleanup chore Waiting outside every door. Soon, it’s a bare-tree run After falling leaves are done This wind will move loose ones Making big piles that stun. More Road Gear October means more road gear As chilly weather nips an ear A hat or beanie does help Easing that morning run yelp. Gloves help our cold hands As frost makes its stands A jacket or warm fleece Becomes the centerpiece. Running in shorts isn’t bad And for this, I’m really glad My legs seldom get cold Despite my growing old. Warm morning runs are few As Mother Nature stirs her stew Yes, October brings some change To our local running range. I adapt and steadily run on Chasing after a distant dawn Every morning a new view Presenting a seasonal clue. Road Treats Road running is hard work Yet, often earns a perk Or two depending on Things before they’re gone. Road treats are a visual view Seen by many not a few Road treats are a tasty thing Post-run that makes us sing. October brings road treats Delighting road athletes Like me in a fall pastry Enjoyed slow not hasty. In October, an apple pie Fresh baked earns a sigh Yes, autumn apple pies Defeat cold-weather lies. Homemade applesauce is Another requiring no Whiz Road treats fuel my run On days with clouds or sun.
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