There is a chill in the air now.
That wasn't there before.
As summer draws to a close,
and signs of autumn appear.
The blossoms drop their petals,
in the colder temperatures.
The rabbit's coat begins to transform,
as white fur replaces brown.
The leaves on the trees are changing
to gold,
ever so slowly...
leaf by leaf.
As summer will soon be beyond our reach.
The morning sun sleeps in later,
and darkness comes earlier in September.
The autumn winds can be chilly,
but the trees arrayed with brilliant colour
are so very pretty.
I curl up now,
wrapped cozy in my blanket,
with a good book and a hot cup of tea.
And I thank the Lord that each season
has good gifts stored within it.
For you and me.
If we would but open our eyes to see.