As Autumn Calls

As autumn calls trees take on hues

Of gold and rust and crimson too.

Maple, poplar, chestnut and pear

Prepare to shed their summer wear.

But not before an encore view.

The cloudless sky is azure blue.

The sun shines through the leaves on cue.

Nature sleeps and yet it’s aware

As autumn calls.

The earth yields its harvest anew

Of apples and plump pumpkins too.

We pause, reflect and say a prayer;

We feel His mercy and His care.

The good earth’s warmth and charm shine through

As autumn calls.

Linda Jonasson
(October 14, 2006.)



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