Frosty Pumpkins
~ Sassy Annie's Sigs ~
Frosty Pumpkins
A chill in the air, a sweater is needed,
Leaves are turning colors and cider is greeted
With happy smiles and a warm hello
It's Autumn, and I love it so!!!
Rain showers give way to afternoon sun
Work mulching the garden spot has begun,
Turning death and dying into new hope,
Nourishing the soil, for springtime's new crop.
Turning the soil, and letting it rest,
Through winter's harsh weather, for it is best
For planting of spring's seedlings, they grow straight and tall
Beginning the process, we complete in the fall.
Kids dressed in costumes, looking for treats,
Pumpkins made into Jack-O lanterns, some even have teeth.
Football games, homecoming, Harvest Festivals abound.
Christmas Crafts and Bake Sales in every small town.
The season's roll by us, we can't stop the flow,
Streams turn to Ice Rinks, after winter's first snow.
These late days of Autumn are those I love most.
Evening time and fireplaces and burning leaves smoke.
Thank You, Precious Lord, for Frosty Pumpkins.
karen
10-5-05
~ Sassy Annie's Sigs ~
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