Pitcure Perfect...

Into the rippled reflection of trees

Painted by autumn, yellow

Dusk falls with a reddish glow

Blessing it, with a purple red halo.

Standing hand in hand

With out a word, In awe

Captivated by the serenity

of nature's picturesque show

A flight of birds across

The now purplish sky

Break the bliss of stillness-

Waking us from our reverie

As we look again and smile

Into that picture now dissolved

But captured in our hearts forever

In a photographic memory