Speak in Tones that are Hushed and Still,
In Quiet Transition and Lingering Blaze,
While the Quickening Breeze lends Incorporeal Thrill,
The Luster of Autumn Outlasts its Golden Days.
The Cherry Cheeked Apples Fill Cask and Crate,
While Pumpkins Smile with a toothless Grin,
Crimson and Russet, Dance in Unified State,
While the Garden Spiders Laboriously Spin.
These Restful Days all too Fleeting Pass,
As November Strides closer with Hoarfrost Waiting,
To Tempt the pond with a Looking Glass
So the Scene finds Reflection, Perfection Creating.
Beautiful Original Artwork: Autumn Farm by Paul Landry