GRATITUDE

 GRATITUDE

This Labor Day, 

I am grateful 

for a multitude

of God's blessings.

The sun rising

like lemon drops 

over the Blue Ridge Mountains,

shadows dancing across

the soybean field.

A buck and his family

foraging on the tender greenery,

a fawn skipping and playing.

The goldenrod waving palms

on the crystal, crisp wind,

Joe-pye weeds lifting

lavender heads to the azure skies.

The taste of autumn,

pumpkin pies and apple cider,

trees sprinkled with cinnamon and spice;

today I am grateful.

                  --Brenda Kay Ledford  

                                                   A buck and his fawn enjoying the lovely day.

A SEASONAL SHOW

 Signs of the season are

slipping into our mountains:

a scarlet leaf rides

the wind and walnuts

pop up on trees.

A thousand sunflowers

nod their amber heads

in the meadow as butterflies

perform a beautiful ballet.

Dragonflies do angular dives

as goldfinches twirl in rhythm,

a sapphire skyline appears

like a backdrop to the stage.

An orchestration of this scene:

happiness is a butterfly

alighting when we rest.

           --Brenda Kay Ledford

As fall approaches, I wish my blogger friends a Happy Autumn!