"Misty" by Shirley Hughes

Mist in the morning

Raw and nippy

Leaves on the pavement

Wet and slippy.

Sun on fire

Behind the trees

Muddy boots

Muddy knees.

Shop windows,

Lighted early

Soaking grass

Dewy, pearly.

Red, lemon

Orange and brown

Silently, softly

The leaves float down.

We have been enjoying more long afternoons in the park, leaves a-crunching and logs a-climbing. And C has been devouring (along with Mummy!) a brand new book from her Aunty Yaz and Uncle Mark- The Shirley Hughes Collection. It has nearly all of her best stories and poems and is packed-full with beautiful illustrations that make me nostalgic for my own childhood. This autumnal poem is one of my favourites.