Summer is gone now,
How time races.
Fall coming on
In so many places.
We raced through the summer,
no time to sit reminiscing.
So busy and Happy
Wasn't it just SpringIng?
The picnics were many,
the Fishing holes busy.
Time to sit still short,
Enjoying the tizzy.
The landscape so pretty
The crops and the traces
Of Iowa gleaming
Proof of God's Graces.
Now turns to Golden
Each day quickly paces.
The Leaves Tarnish and
Fall now, see the Smiling Faces?
We look to the West now,
The weather is changing.
Scurrying and hurrying,
the critters go Ranging.
Winter to come soon,
they quickly get ready.
Carrying food now
so ripe and so steady.
Farmers go tending
and storing their crop songs.
From Late Summer to Winter
Harvesting the day long.
Pumpkins,Squash,
Zucchini,Tomatoes on the Table
They harvest with zest now
Store, Save, They are able.
When Snow falls this Winter,
Oh how Family will rave.
Knowing Bounty galore
fills the Cupboards, All Pray.
Looking forward to Winter
The Season so Merry.
The time soon will come
To Drink Punches of Berry.
Celebrate Good times, Harvest,
Family and Friends...
We all will be Happy
Now this Poem ends!
(God Bless You every one!
You are a Gift to Me!)
Katie
