Amanda Mae awaken, to the smell of fresh brewed coffee. Smiling all the way to the coffee pot! She takes a look out her kitchen window. Her eyes light up with amazement. Fall had arrived!
She walked out to the sun room to have her morning coffee. Reading the news paper didn't seem as exciting, as looking out her sunroom windows.
All Amanda Mae could think about, was walking the trails, of the wooded area behind her house.
For the colors of autumn had finally bloomed full force.

She could hardly wait, to start the most enjoyable day this season, taking pictures and writing a poem or two. About all the beauty autumn has to offer!
She sat her coffee cup on the counter, and raced off to her bedroom. Thinking as she scrambled though her closet, on what to wear.
A netted sweater would be perfect! And she had the perfect netted hat to set the outfit off. With a pair of worn jeans. Don't forget the furry boots.
She had a knack for fitting the part.
Her creative side was truly one of a kind.

Before she walk out the sunroom door to venture off. She mustn't forget her backpack! Most of the time she didn't leave home without. It contains a notebook, sketch pad, pencils, a camera, and a pen or two.
As she stepped out the door for her great adventure. she reaches to pull her camera from her bag. Smiling from ear to ear. Amanda Mae skipped with excitement as she entered the trails.
The brightly colored leaves, had the wooded area lite up like the lights on a Christmas tree. The sun beamed down perfectly, she thought; God truly is the best artist. No human could compare.

Snapping pictures from ever angle, thinking, she would surely paint one to life. Man! The evergreens blended in so perfectly with all the widely colors.
She thought this must be what heaven is like.
Her soul felt so much peace, when she was exploring everything nature had to offer.
The birds chirping was music like no other, and all the little animals had a part. The music was beautifully in a rhythm of it's own.
It was natures classical music. Amanda Mae loved to sit on the bench that over looked the waterfall.
She sometimes imagine herself being a bird and flying over and seeing her peaceful place from a different view.
Or even being a beaver and building her very own dam. She loves the idea of a squirrel. It's almost like he has invisible wings, sworing from limb to limb. The spider has to be her favorite creature of all. The web he builds reminds her of pacosso. The spiders art work is truly amazing. And she is thankful to enjoy all his beauty.
Daydreaming happens a lot when she is lost in such a beautiful place.
Autumn sun
stay awhile
just for me.
She sets her pen down. Poetry is written many different ways. And she loves writing them. Today she felt more on the simple side. She just wrote exactly what she thought. She really hated to head back home.
But mans world called early tomorrow.
A dreaded place for sure. She dreams of a place much like this one to live out the rest of her days. But she isn't one of the creatures of this wonderess place. Sadness hits her all at once as she see her house. Just for a brief moment, until a butterfly landed on her hand. A feeling of culmness swept through her soul. And she thinks maybe I am a part of this place after all. The butterfly is kissing me good bye until we meet again.
Amanda Mae smiled and held her hand up high and whispered fly away beauty. For there will be many days like today. Fly along for nightfall will be here soon. It was as if the butterfly lifted its wing to take off in flight. But before it flew to far it landed on her forehead. Then flew off into the woods.
Butterfly kisses she thought. Her smile came back into play. As she said good night to another day.