Poem: Face of Fall ~~~~Got side tracked organizing my old picture albums...
Found this 'End of Summer' pic so thought it fit pretty well with this poem !
Funny how things change! ;)
We were on our yearly summer trip - returning from Alabama. (1972) We were in North Florida. (not too much further north than where we would, finally, end up living!)
We stopped at this park and cut a watermelon. I remember it was very refreshing! :)
The funny part is ME! LOL-Can't believe I was dressed that way for a long, hot, car trip home; even down to pantyhose- and those nylon slips that would CLING to the stockings- no matter what you did! LOL- The wind could flip my skirt- but that slip would cling!
...a late summer poem...
( click on poem & pic to enlarge )