Once Upon a Time in the Early Fall

Walking along on the wrong side of the sunny street, I took it upon myself to wonder,
why does the world seem a little bit shallow; flat maybe, not up to my usual standards?

It seemed as though I'd been on this very block before,
once upon a time in the early autumn.

So as last resort I took a walk.
A walk! Oh, how I have missed my walks!

Look!
See that sunlit sky as blue as starch, edging over that limb?
It’s pushing away the grey underbelly of the day.

Is that a sparrow resting a minute on a colden rail?

Wait!
My Gosh, it’s Ounce! Our little Ounce,
fluffed up and balanced as a ball.

Ounce is off now, to sip from the edges of a late fountain fall.

Oh dear, I was so excited I forgot to take a picture!  Don’t worry though, we made an appointment.