Morning Walk

Early morning mist is lifting
Slowly, softly, clearing, drifting
Over the trees and cooing doves
Into the pale blue sky above.

The air is still and cool today
Afternoon warmth still far away.
The day is filled with autumn's breath
The scent of leaves consigned to death

I step into the rising sun
And turn toward home; my walk is done,
My greeting to the day complete;
It's time to shower, dress, and eat.