Summer Is Now Past, Autumn Has Begun

thou hast made summer and winter.
Psalm 74:17

"Trees have their seasons at certain times of the year when they bring forth fruit; but a Christian is for all seasons."
Ralph Brownrig

                                                   Summer is now past, Autumn has begun,

And our thoughts switch to winter,

with its joy of winter fun.

But as Autumn has fallen, so have many of the leaves,

Their myriad colors gorging the ground,

dressing the landscape, protecting the trees.

The frost in the air, the crisp nip in the breeze,

even tho' the golden rod may cause an occasional sneeze!

We soon forget Summer, with Autumn's promise it brings;

It promises winter, hints of Summer flowers and Spring.

The nut trees are full laden with their fruit, the brown quail utters her call.

The tree squirrel chases his mate, all of nature in unison proclaim,"it's fall."

Thanksgiving is nigh,

the Harvest moon is high.

The horn 'o' plenty is full of earth store,

The pure joy of living,

to celebrate a day of Thanksgiving.

Twould be selfish to ask anything more.

by

James Gargus, My Father