Stained Glass Leaves
Sun, low and bright Peeks through the trees A glimpse into autumn Through stained glass leaves
Sun, low and bright Peeks through the trees A glimpse into autumn Through stained glass leaves
Autumn’s anointed A few chosen ones With a touch of color On her favorite sons On her dearest daughters She’s honored them, too With the rarest of tones With the richest of hues With their touch of color They honor Her, too Standing tall in late summer Against the sky so blue
“We’re nutty for nuts If you haven’t heard Or seen our antics It’s not about the birds It’s the Season of the Squirrel And we’re not going anywhere We’re busy gathering And we’re not about to share The acorns are falling And it’s first-come, first-served So, if you happen to be driving Please don’t forget… Read More Season of the Squirrel
It was as if the sun Reached down With her glorious rays And blessed them all This October day Transforming the trees With a golden glow A magical glimmer Together they shimmer For all who have Autumn eyes To see
The season of gathering Has begun Squirrels collect acorns One by one Leaves drift Alone to the ground One by one Until they are found Coyotes howl From separate hills One by One They grow quiet and still As thoughts swirl In our busy heads One by one We dream instead Of all that we’ll… Read More The Season of Gathering
In the soul of autumn Not all is what it seems The wind becomes whispers Reality morphs into dreams Leaves reveal their true colors Oh, what a sight to see! If for but a moment Until the trees set them free Free to float with the whispers To another time, another place A place where… Read More The Soul of Autumn
Imagine if the autumn leaves Became money to spend Their falling from trees We’d never want it to end Folks would show up With a rake and a smile Looking to cash in They’d travel for miles To fill their buckets To tote their sacks They’d make many trips To the leaf bank and back… Read More Autumn’s Next Payday
The air, crisp and cool We see our breath rise We carve pumpkins To have mouths and eyes A scary movie plays On the TV inside Under our beds The spooky things hide A chill down our skin From head to toe Is warmed by cinnamon From a candle’s glow The candy dish, once full… Read More Halloween Night
The trees are feeling chill Laid-back and carefree The mood is contagious If only you’ll let it be Rising up to autumn’s sun Bowing under fall’s full moon Just being in the moment Whether morning, night, or noon Multi-colored tie-dye Speckled on their leaves The trees are feeling groovy Swaying in the breeze
As we close the door on September Summer months we fondly remember: Pastel petals saluting the light Sun-soaked they welcome the night That soon overstays its welcome. Petals brown under filtered light Lacy clouds veil the moon at night Color shifts from the flowers To the tree’s open arms In a seasonal embrace We feel… Read More October’s Charm
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