September Poem by Louie Vetter

Stately, proud they stand
Trees clothed in ornate mantles
Yellow, orange, red

Golden ripened fields
Waving in the autumn sun
Beckon harvest time

Harvest moon aglow
Old and wise, has seen it all
Birth of mankind

Dancing northern lights
Ghostly green on velvet black
Since the dawn of time

The cry of wild geese
Fill the night as they circle
Land of living skies

Bountiful bounty
Thanksgiving to our Lord
Creator of all