To everything there is a season,

a time for planting and a time for harvesting.

A time when the Autumn season

brings forth its golden harvest gathering—

Apples, pumpkins, squash, and corn.

Orange, red, brown and yellow leaves.

A time when crisp cool air creeps in

and signals that’s it’s time to don sweaters,

to stroll down leaf-laden paths in the woods,

build bonfires under star-studded skies,

roast hotdogs, chestnuts and marshmallows,

drink hot cocoa and sip sweeet apple cider,

sing old familiar camp songs,

and laugh and hug and be thankful.

Yes, to everything there is a season.

A time to reflect

on the Seasons of Life,

how swiftly they move

from the Birth of Spring

to the Youth of Summer

to the Golden Days of Autumn

to the Dead of Winter.

How soon the Autumn trees

in the crisp cool Autumn breeze

observe their golden leaves

and note how beautifully

they’ve grown older.

And as the days grow colder

the trees sigh and say goodbye

to their golden leaves

and one…by one…let them go

and soon…so soon

be covered by Winter’s snow.

To everything there is a season.