Sez Poor Betsy


     When in doubt do nothing
     but cast your cares away -
     (Enjoy the crisp cool weather 
     On a fine October day)
     but scuff the fallen foliage and 
     Admire the deep blue sky
     but wish you could smell leaves burning
     And watch white clouds drift by.


     Note: I think this was a "poem in progress".
           Title "From Poor Betsy's Almanack" scratched out.