The splendor of September
Bathes the day in golden light,
Turns the deep green summer forest
Into a symphony of delight.
In shades of new wine,
Spun honey and Virginia apple red,
The leaves proclaim God’s glory
Unlike anything that can be said.
They fall from the heights of the grandest trees,
In a dance to be envied by man.
They twirl and sway to the forest floor,
And with pure grace and gentle ease, they land.
What a glorious tapestry on the floor ‘neath our feet,
Sweet colors of wonder so bright,
As they lay in the splendor of lovely September,
As they lay in the warm golden light.
Nelda Johnson
Copyright 2020
Glorious September
Published
Gifts From Above 