October Sky~

Mist and silver light

Autumn fire burning bright,

Crimson leaves a fiery sight

'Neath October's sky...

Chill winds dwell upon the hill,

Brooks and ponds start to fill

As raindrops downwards spill.

Another summer says good-bye...

Harvest of pumpkins, squash, corn,

Frost replaces dew one morn',

Another month of beauty born...

Time for garrulous geese to fly.

A cool, clear aura fills the air,

Golds and browns and scarlets flare;

Spiced hot cider and tales to share...

Hear outside the gale's fierce cry.

Blackbirds crow from barren trees

Bundle up- lest you freeze!

Oh, for memorable days like these!

'Neath October's sky.


© Hannah Scarlett 2012

  



Rain~

Have you ever noticed how

Rain appears on a mournful day?

Like a gentle fall of the final tears,

Washing all the sorrow and sadness away?

Rain is Heaven's blessing,

Sending you a sympathetic letter.

Once it has come, all the woe gone,

You are cleaned and fell much better.

Like a silver shower

Of soothing calm,

It sings to you:

A serene, gentle psalm.

Raindrops are God' s tears,

Showing you He cares.

You may not see or hear Him,

But He is ever there.

And when the shower ceases,

And the clouds roll away,

A rainbow of hope smiles down,
Marking the start of a new and joyous day.

© Hannah Scarlett 2011