Maples

Color the fall

With wildly flaming hue;

Wood Asters softly warn of cold

With blue.

Warning
Autumn gold fades, 

A shadow stalks the moon,

Winter's cold wind is in the wings,

Waiting.

Twilight
And long shadows

Darken the day too soon.

Before the sunset, give me
A Rainbow.

Jim Olson: Born in 1925. WWII and Korean conflict service. Graduated U of Minnesota. Taught at UWEC 1959-1987. Retired and living in apartment complex along the Chippewa River. Environmental activist; Married to Maggie many years. Lots of grands and great grands. Enjoys poetry.

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