I walk outside in the afternoon.
The fresh cool wind embraces me.
Leaves crunch under foot.
They form a rich tapestry of multicolored hues.
Red, orange, green, yellow and brown.
I visit Starbucks.
I get a pumpkin spice latte with whipped cream and nutmeg.
A nice piece of pumpkin bread rounds out my meal.
Later I arrive back home and lay down for a nap.
I dream of Thanksgiving turkey and pumpkin pie.
(c) 2016, Zachary Uram