Words of Life, Love and Praise
Autumn
Autumn's crisp morning breeze
draws my long hair into it's caress
sending it dancing about the air.
It's coolness awakens my spirit
and tempts my mind to wander aimlessly
through seasons past.
Such beauty to behold in the weeks ahead.
Trees ablaze in glorious red and gold
invoke one to delight in their splendor.
Fallen leaves floating on the wind make way
for memories of steaming cups and grandma's quilt.
Fresh hot bread and pumpkin pie scent the air
complimenting autumn's chill.
The holidays beckon and a new year is awakening on the horizon.
Soon will come Aprils rain and flowers bloom
but for this moment, I shall blissfully remain
in sweet anticipation of autumn's contribution.
draws my long hair into it's caress
sending it dancing about the air.
It's coolness awakens my spirit
and tempts my mind to wander aimlessly
through seasons past.
Such beauty to behold in the weeks ahead.
Trees ablaze in glorious red and gold
invoke one to delight in their splendor.
Fallen leaves floating on the wind make way
for memories of steaming cups and grandma's quilt.
Fresh hot bread and pumpkin pie scent the air
complimenting autumn's chill.
The holidays beckon and a new year is awakening on the horizon.
Soon will come Aprils rain and flowers bloom
but for this moment, I shall blissfully remain
in sweet anticipation of autumn's contribution.
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