October Frost

A morning that

Passes for perfect

With the crispness in the air

The crabgrass wan and forlorn

With October's first frost

But a colorful swatch lies draped

Along the fringes of the lawn

Red maple and yellow ash

Even those JumpUps
Carmine pink and red
Still remain at the ready
For one more allegro leap
Dreaming of noonday's
Final blast of warmth 

I hope there’s an extra

Set of blueprints

For a day passing perfect
Just as today is

Somewhere safely
In storage