Autumn Days

I love this season of the year
When days are crisp and honey-clear;
When hillsides turn a russet brown
And Autumn sunlight shimmers down
Caressing gently, bushes, trees,
And flecks with gold the fallen leaves.

I love October's splendored days
When meadows glow with amber haze,
When pines and firs in emerald green
Bring lovely beauty to the scene,
And maple's vivid crimson blaze
Adorns the lanes and wooded ways.

When in the country asters grow
In white and purple, row on row;
And lazy sunflowers nod and sway
'Mid fields of clover and sweet hay;
While up above in azure sky
Swirled cotton candy clouds drift by.

I love this season of the year
When days are crisp and honey-clear.
When nature paints in bold array
October's colors bright and gay.
Joy fills my heart on days like these
When God smiles thru the flame-touched trees.

~ Beverly J. Anderson