Long For The Seasons

Fall poem. I love Fall !

LONG FOR THE SEASONS

By :Rusty Cason

Crisp autumn air, leaves red and gold.

Plants start to wither, nights turn to cold.

Grass stops growing, harvest is here.

Days get shorter, Thanksgiving draws near.

Squirrels gather nuts, south flying birds.

Crackling fireplaces, migrating herds.

Hot apple cider, barns full of hay.

Carving up pumpkins, skies turning gray.

Share life with others, give thanks and pray.

Long for the seasons, live for the day!

By: RUSTY CASON