Thank You, Autumn

Our light garments will soon be shed Because old man winter is just ahead. You are awesome, colorful, and filled with inspiration. Your very atmosphere breves and embraces anticipation. Ah, Autumn, thank you for the lessons of celebration. Yours is a season when gratitude fills our conversations. Ah, Autumn, just look at you; So often with little else to do. When you arrive, we come alive with activity. Something jolly fills us with desires of generosity. You look at me with your poetic eyes, as if to say, "I've got tons of surprises, among which are blowing leaves released from trees. But there's so much more for you in store". You are suspended in the land of harvest and festivity, A treasured season, the heart and soul of our life's reality. We are pleased that the heat is gone and the cold awaits. That life thrives in you, there's no question, no debate. We change our clocks to get more of your awesome light. You penetrate souls with myriads of Autumn delights.