You gave me autumn in an envelope. <br />The rich light burned within my bones like gold. <br />It sent the sun down with a vivid shout. <br />The air pulsated with its after glow. <br /> <br />I felt the mood of old November roofs, <br />Redolent with their Appalachian fires. <br />The dusk lasts long in West Virginia, Friend. <br />Its fall cannot be heard by human ears.<br /><br />Sandra Fowler<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/you-gave-me-autumn/
