Autumn Serenade

Artwork of Thomas Kinkade
Autumn Serenade

The sound of the leaves
Picked up by the wind
Crackling and skipping
And set down again

The branches are swaying
And the the kids laugh with glee
As they bound into mountains
Of crisp autumn leaves

Mom's tart apple cobbler
Laced with sweetened fresh cream
And pumpkins and scarecrows
Make a memorable scene

The harvest is ready
To be gathered in
Before winter's frost
And long nights without end

I'm thankful for the bounty
Set before me this day
And I thank God in heaven
For this autumn seranade

Karen Shaw Matteson
© 2001

There are trees that seem to die at the end of autumn.
There are also the evergreens.
~Gilbert Maxwell

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