this time of year, it seems to me
the earth can take a breath
a tiny pause
a parentheses
after summer's heat
before the winter chill
autumn is a gentle easing
temperatures are pleasing
telling us to wait a while
enjoy the colors and the flavors
the leaves' own majesty
does celebrate the days
when the trees give one last hurrah
'fore they go dormant 'neath the snow
So let us too enjoy the time
we have, a time when harvesters
bring the bounty in
rewarding all their hard work
through the year
Thanksgiving's coming up--
but why wait till then?
thank God right now,
for autumn
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