The autumn colors, what a sight
Ranging in shades from dark to light
Such joy the fall’s chill air does bring
That culminates in harvesting,
Like gourds and pumpkin on the vine
Great bales of hay all in a line,
The sheep whose wool is thickening
And will be sheared in early spring
Oh would that we must thank our God
Though times be plenteous or hard !
Claire V. Bogdanos 