Awe of Autumn

Be clothed within an autumn mist

Of morning’s coolest dew

Look upward to the painted sky

Of season’s rusty hue

Step lightly midst the crunching leaves

That blow ‘pon  hearty breeze

Then hunker down and lay their bed

‘Neath winters snowy freeze

Be crisp the night with snap of chill

And short of day be warm

The sunset mirrors the changing leaves

As stars of night do form

The fields be tanned with burdened straw

Of summer’s life fulfilled

And autumn’s flowers, days be kissed

With season’s colors willed

‘Neath harvest moon and scarecrow’s lay

Pick last of fruit from vine

And take the bounty season gave

Make sweet the winter’s wine

Pluck garden gifts to save for time

When winter’s ground be bare

And make the soup for harvest’s feast

Of summer’s memories fair

Dance lively midst the autumn light

Sweet air the soul does fill

Slide swiftly down the slick brown grass

Now parched upon the hill

Turn pumpkins into spicy treats

Rake leaves to mammoth piles

Don jackets made of fleecy wool

Delight in autumn's wiles

Sherry Gail Heim

September 12, 2004

Copyright © Sherry Gail Heim 2004