Gathering in Fall...

Gathering in Fall

As the days get shorter,

And the evenings grow crisp and cool,

The trees shed their summer colors,

Turning blaze against skies of blue.

Walking deep within the woods,

With the smell of wood fires in the air,

I stop to gaze upon a log

And notice competition there.

My furry friend with bushy tail

Scurries quickly to and fro,

Knowing winter and all that’s cold

Will soon follow fall and so..

Gathering nature’s fall-time bounty,

Nuts to keep him through winter’s time.

I feel a bit like a thief,

And robbing him, a fall time crime.

But chestnuts roasting and hazelnuts baked

Are a rather great reward;

For such a pleasant task as this,

Gathering nature’s bounty dropped by the Lord.

Thoughts of Fall and Winter's coming!

And so its Fall

FALL

The worries of the ending year,

With fall so close and cold so near,

Have brought a sigh to woodland folk,

Who scurry quickly and gather so,

That wintertime in white so stark,

And days that start and end in dark,

Are lit by wood fires fed with love,

Granted to earth from above!

Sun and rain grow the good,

That gives us our supply of wood.

Pumpkins, corn and squash are dried,

To carry us to warmer times.

So scurry my little squirrelly friends,

And chop dear neighbors the wood that sends,

Smoke rising to heaven high above,

To thank Mother Nature for her love!

The Fall is over and winter is marching in...

Near Old Forge, NY

There is finality about fall,

All the hopes of summer have come to and end.

Spring is long gone with its whisper of promise as

Mother Earth has put on her dress of color;

 The color of the earth’s final show.

All that is left is the somber white of winter,

Its cold and windy sleep.

The season of death

For all that bloomed in spring,

That cannot comeback again.