As the leaves begin to dance across the earth,
they bare the golden colors that will soon give way to Springs rebirth.
The fire of each sunset is cast against the knowledge of a morning dew,
And the fresh smell of each droplet fallen upon the Wondering Jew.
The fields along the roads hold hope for mouths that yearn for grain,
Like sorrel waves flowing passionately across the plain.
The Moon is vast and bright against an ebony sky,
And the dark of the evening brings out the wonder of the firefly.
I listen in awesome wonder, as nature speaks with every sound,
And am Thankful to God, for every year that Fall comes back around!
By Kimberly E. Bennett
I hope you enjoy this.