Autumn Hues by Anna Rose Corell

There’s a hue

Of amber

And burnt orange

in the air,

Matching the ever-fading light

As the sun sneaks

Into its hibernation.

My eyes water at the sight

Of its slipping away,

My heart stale

In the passing of seasons,

Lost in the fading magic

Of what once was.

Anna Rose Corell is a lover of words and stories; the right song at the right time; and a gritty game of tennis. She writes for an advertising agency in Dallas but reserves her favorite words for her blog, www.annarosewrites.com, and Instagram, @annarosecorell.