In an early autumn morning <br />with the smell of sweet country air <br />The crisp mornings breath <br />And the crinkling of leaves, <br />Soft whistling winds and <br />warm apple pies <br />Dew covers the ground sparkling, <br />After a cool Autumns night <br />The sun begins coming over the horizon <br />Birds begin to chirp and sing <br />An early Autumns morning<br /><br />Ryan Whyte<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/an-early-autumns-morning/
