AUTUMN HYMN
(T. Beechey)
The summer's spent while winter's advent
Awaits to make the scene
The sun's set,the snow's not here yet
So here we are in between
It's a coming of age as God turns the page
To a time for you and me
And moments linger as each of us bring our
Hearts for all to see
There's a chill in the air that wasn't there so very long ago
And chipmunks scurry in a frenzied hurry,traveling to and fro
And flowers which bloomed are now entombed in their beds far below
Until their rebirth once the earth has shivered off the snow
Laughter and smiles while leaping in piles
Of freshly-fallen leaves
As mini-skirts and muscle shirts
Give way to slacks and sleeves
Football games,the dancing flames
In fireplaces ablaze
While the harvest moon rises,as do surprises
Of coming holidays
The birds take wing and each one sings as they start their Southern trek
Over barren fields that once did yield a bushel and a peck
The squirrels seek nuts as every breeze cuts closer to the core
But yet it feels good,just as it should and shall always forevermore
But those changing leaves,that's what I believe
Autumn is all about
As they fall to earth,I find the worth
Of the season without doubt
From the dawn of September till the dusk of December
This time is born to all
Let's all rejoice in a single voice
For this season known as Fall