HOARFROST
Hoarfrost last night.
This morning's sunlight
dissipates the frost.
Summer's flowers now lost.
Icy chill in the air
though sky clear and fair.
No clouds interrupt.
Blue skies from morn to sup.
As the sun streaks
through trees tall peaks
streaks of white frost disappear,
leaving behind a path clear.
The sun highlights the hill
where crayon colors spill.
Above the hill
clear blue skies thrill.
Hillside rust, gold, and green
though every day less green.
Orange appears opposite blue on the color wheel.
To leaf watchers, October skies are a big deal.
Hoarfrost atop trees.
Trees seen dropping their leaves
like rain drops.
Leafs float then plop.
Listen, you can hear them plop.
A gentle rustle as they stop
atop the blanket of leaves
later stirred up by a breeze.
Each leaf floats down like a wave goodbye
bidding summer goodbye, autumn is nigh
though autumn doesn't last long at all
you'll realize each every fall.
When autumn comes there's much to do
for Jack Frost comes with much ado.
Gardeners hurry for the days are short
as they deadhead and perhaps plant in the dirt.
A perfect autumn day
for the sunshine's bright rays
warmed the air by noon.
Deadheading now looms.
Or maybe plant spring bulbs.
Something gardeners love
for bulbs hold a promise and a wish
when spring arrives with a flourish.
In the meantime a day to enjoy the sun.
A day to get fall cleanup over and done.
The hoarfrost
once cold, now lost.
* * * * *
From sun up to sun down
a gardener is found
laboring all day under the sun
for nothing is more satisfying, none,
than harvesting the fruits of your labor
then sharing with friends and neighbors.
Do not forget to do good and to share with others,
for with such sacrifices God is pleased.
Hebrews 13:16
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