Me mums a'bloom in nature's loom
among new autumn's call
where leaves in trees decide to dress
their best for one and all;
and winds they still a bit to chill
none more the worse for wear
as young and old and in betweens
forsake their summer cares,
to gaze beyond the green abound
by rights to see a sight
of colors yellow, orange and plums
where pumpkin squash delights
imaginations all aglow
to carve or bake in pie
me mums a'bloom in nature's loom
oh what a glorious sight.

Jade Jaspers