An autuumn Sunday

                                                                                              
                                            An Autumn Day

                                          
  
 Have a wonderful Sunday. ...Remember GOD cares about you

Tell me when the days turn cold

And the crisp, bitter nights set in

I'll bid adieu, adieu to the sun

And embrace the northern winds

Wake me from my restless sleep

For the trees will crackle soon

And Shed their cumbersome coats and dance

Bare with me and the moon

My mouth how it waters in pure delight

Dreaming of scented dregs

Cinnamon, pumpkin, apple spice

Swirling in my head!

And on Halloween, I'll await you where

The headless one rides by

Chasing after phantom fools

And so this night shall I,

September days may shorten in length

October evenings can fright

November rains may fall and freeze

Over the Saman night

But deep within the heart

Of the dormant Earth

The little buds await the Fall

To ensure them of rebirth

And so I sit much like them

Dependant in every way

Upon the plentiful harvest,

Of an autumn day.

B. R. Jording