Out of Season

I like this one better although it's out of season... :)


~The Pleasures of Fall~
On the morrow I will rise and watch the morning sun,
The flowers will wake afresh to hear the jay birds hum.
T’will see the turning leaves, orange, yellow and brown,
And watch as they drop from the trees above to fall on the frozen ground
Across the field I hear the creek rumble on it’s way,
Imagine the places where it might be tomorrow or the very next day.
The orchard is full of laden trees with juicy apples, red,
The weeds and such are dry and brown, the wind their seeds will shed.
T’will see the farmer drive down the rows with his horses that stand so tall,
And soon I’ll see him harvest his crops, oh the pleasures of fall!