Tag: harvest

Autumn

by Lucy M. Young

photo by Ricardo Gomez Angel on Unsplash
The leaves are turning gold and crimson,
Sure sign that summer's drying,
Asters and chrysanthemums are blooming everywhere;
Spreading apple trees and grapevines
Laden with their ripening bounty
Of luscious fruit, their perfume fills the air.
Flocking birds are swiftly gathering,
Daily feeding on the plenitude
Of seeds and berries in the woods and fields.
Days are bright and warm and sunny,
Nights are clear and cool and frosty,
The air is crisp and clean like sparkling wine;
Drinking deeply of their vintage 
We're with grateful hearts rejoicing
In the glory of the Master's great design.

October

by Lucy M. Young

What a lovely peaceful time of year -
The hot and sultry days of summer gone,
A subtle crispness in the morning air;
Crickets chirping cheerful music through the night;
Apples ripening on the trees,
Grapevines heavy with their load of luscious fruit;
The tantalizing scent of autumn in the air;
Fluffy plumes of goldenrod
Beckoning from every field and roadside;
Cornfields rustling in the autumn breeze -
Stripped now of their golden harvest -
Whispering predictions of the coming winter cold;
Incredibly blue sky spread over all.
October,
The ultimate fulfillment of Springtime's golden promise.



photo by Kayla Spracklin on Unsplash