God Made An Autumn Day

 

God spoke to Mother Nature
One bright October day,
Then handed her a paint brush
And colors bright and gay,
Was then she formed a sunrise
To touch the leaves of gold,
And blended bits of scarlet
All beautiful and bold. 

At eventide, a sunset
Was added to it all,
The blue of sky - a gentle breeze
That bid the leaves to fall,
The magic of the hilltops
Each dream along the way,
God tucked away the summer
Then made an autumn day. 

~ Garnett Ann Schultz