A Fall Day

This day dear Lord is one that I Am glad I didn’t miss. Can Heaven be more beautiful More lovely than is this? The wind is calm, the sun is warm The air is pure and clear. A day in June cannot surpass, This one in fall of year. The ripened fruits have drawn large crowds Of bees and butterflies And other fauna too will feast On manna from their skies. I harvested the very best For jams and pies to make. The birds indulged before fruit fell For unwinged to partake. The day is filled with sounds of joy From voices large and small And I am just as gleeful, Lord At wonder of it all. These multitudes that buzz and chirp And sing a grateful song Are lifting praises to you, Lord, And I must sing along.