Monday, September 2, 2013

Autumn's Glory



Autumn whispers, do you remember me
with all my splendor and glory
Skies so clear vivid and blue
mornings crisp with sparkling dew

When summer fields are tan and lean
it is autumn that appears upon the scene
In its fancy suit and season attire
spreading farther and more higher

Splashing hills with red and gold
a lovely picture so bright and bold
Tall maple trees along the lane
wear rainbow halos in autumn's domain

The mighty oaks stand proud and tall
when autumn's foliage turns to fall
Even the ivy climbing each tree
turns a crimson red generously

The golden rod in the meadows bright
a canvas of yellow, a glorious sight
Orange pumpkins lay in the field
a splash of orange seals the deal

A sunset's flame of crimson red
wonders never cease, its beauty spread
Leaves us breathless wanting more
as summer goes softly, shutting the door

Every head bows in praise and prayer
amidst autumn's glory everywhere
No other journey is so grand
as when autumn takes us by the hand.

Copyright, 2013 Susie Swanson

My favorite season of all. I can feel it in the air and see it more each day.
 Hope ya'll had a nice Labor Day!!




20 comments:

  1. Very, very pretty poem, Susie. I see the change of seasons around the hay fields; late season weeds are blooming and the sun is getting so lazy in the mornings!

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    1. Thanks Charlotte. I bet you can see them out your way. It's turning some here too. xo

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  2. Susie, This poem was so sweet, I read it out loud to myself.:):) I love autumn too. But it can give me the blues. I think it's because I know winter's on it's heels. Blessings, xoxo,Susie

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    1. Awe, thank you so much Susie. A lot of people feel that way too. I dread winter but I love Fall. Blessings to you as well.

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  3. Such beautiful words Susie. I love autumn too.

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    1. Thank you Beth. Glad you're doing better.

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  4. I miss the fall colors so much --- we just don't have that beauty like northerners do. Your poem was so vivid and brought back childhood memories of pressing vividly colored maple leaves. Beautifully done, Susie!

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    1. Thank you Cora. Glad It brought back memories for you. So happy to see you on here. I've missed you.

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  5. Susie,
    Isn't Fall the most glorious season? I look forward to orange pumpkins, leaves falling, and cooler days. Your poem has made me long for Autumn.

    Happy September!

    Love,
    ~Sheri

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    1. Thank you so much Sheri. Happy September to you also.

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  6. Autumn is one of my favorite seasons...love those splashing hills with red and gold...beautifully stated!

    I wish I knew I was in your neck of the woods, it sure is beautiful over there! Next time I head in your direction, I'll let you know and maybe we can meet:)

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  7. Thank you Lise. That sounds like a winner to me. Would love to meet you. Looking forward to it.

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  8. Lovely poem. I love Autumn and always have.

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    1. Thank you so much. It holds something for everyone..Blessings

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  9. What a lovely poem. I look forward to the cooler Autumn weather.

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  10. This is so beautiful, Susie. Such a lovely time of year, and you captured it perfectly with your words. Wishing you a happy Sunday.

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  11. I agree. I love autumn. It is my favorite season. It's beauty is second to none.

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