I Love September
by Deborah Ann Belka I love September . . . with all its golden leaves I watch as they flutter to the ground upon the breeze. Once brilliantly green, clinging happily to a tree now they fall like snowflakes forming a golden sea. Fresh and crisp underfoot, my feet love to walk on top of September's path where to me they begin to talk. As summer drifts to sleep, September changes its golden color and the full beauty of Fall unfolds its fiery hue and wonder. Soon the rains will come, damping my beautiful September and the Autumn leaves will melt into Winters chilly, slumber. With Winter in the air, the trees are now stripped bare until the first of Spring when new buds come in weather fair. I love September . . . with all its golden leaves they remind me in each season to God I must cleave. Copyright 2019 Deborah Ann Belka [email protected] www.hiswingsshadow.com http://poetrybydeborahann.wordpress.com/ TO GOD BE THE GLORY! Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |
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