A Thanksgiving poem

[pqb57]

AUTUMN IS NATURE'S MASTERPIECE

Autumn is Nature's masterpiece
When every tree's aglow;
Before the leaves have fallen
And the hills are white with snow.

The bounty of the harvest
Is a treasure to behold,
For the fruits of our labor
Are more valuable than gold.

There's a change in the weather
That fills the heart with cheer;
With the holidays approaching
In the twilight of the year.

There's a feeling of Thanksgiving
That comes to one and all;
When we count our many blessings
As the leaves begin to fall.
Poet: Clay Harrison

[Its_Donna]

Great Poem! Thanks for sharing.

[jacqueline]

how appropriate pq!!

[esther25]

There's a shed at the bottom of our
garden
With a spider's web hanging across the door,
The hinges are rusty and creak in the wind.
When I'm in bed I lie and I listen,
I'll open that door one day.